#the 3 of them napping on each other is something so special to me

[bugprinz]

shh they need their rest

#i NEEDED to put sakura having a chill moment with her team captains #the 3 of them napping on each other is something so special to me #can we be honest they're the powerhouses of team seven #like they'd all be dead without sakura and i truly believe that #sakura haruno #my sweetpea #my lovely lady #yamato tenzo #tenzo yamato lastname #kakashi hatake #depressed borzoi #naruto #YA BOY DID A BACKGROUND #naruto: we need to make them as comfy as possible #inner naruto: i need to see under that damn mask #if you can see the wood clone you need to know i only added it for the happuri to make an appearance #finger paints

[etheries1015]

I had sort of a crack idea of what would the non-human twst boys do if their crush or s/o was allergic to them? Savanaclaw and Octonivelle with like the fur allergy and seafood allergy. Maybe diasomnia’s s/o has some sort of fairy allergy? Sorry if this is too silly for you to write, it’s alright if you don’t 😭

I LOVE THIS BECAUSE I'VE HAD A SIMILAR THOUGHT i'm allergic to cats and i'm like...man what am I gonna do around Grim BUAHAHA...this is a great idea. Nothing is too silly to write my friend!

Non-human Twst boys reacting to a S/O who is allergic to them!

featuring: Savanaclaw and Octavinelle!

general warnings: gender neutral reader, not really proof read \

TW: None! just fluff. and allergies.

Leona

The first time you sneezed around him, they didn't know it was literally BECAUSE of him. This was until you two took a nap together for the first time, and when you woke up he saw your face...Oh, brother. Your eyes were puffy and red, congested, and your nose leaked like nobody's business. He genuinely felt bad about this, but wouldn't let you in on his true feelings/emotions. Without understanding the cause (though he had an inkling) he immediately took you to the doctor.

"They're allergic to me? What kind of shitty nonsense is that?!"

Leona invested in the most expensive of healthcare for you. Allergy pills and whatnot, because he wasn't about to sacrifice his lovely naps with his significant other. No amount of allergy is gonna stop him from getting what he wants, and that is your affection.

Ruggie

"Sooo...basically you're saying you're allergic to me? Cause' im part heyena?"

"It's a little more complicated than that. It's more like...animal dander? I guess?" You didn't seem to certain in your answer either, it was more or less a guess since...well, there wasn't half beast half human where you are from. You can only make an educated guess on why you're so allergic to him based off of the information you had back at home.

Ruggie is honestly so sad about this. He can't afford to get you any treatments or medical help with this, so you two just have to be careful. He does manage to get his hands on some special washing products (probably legally) and takes extra care of what he eats, and how clean he his. He's consistently brushing his hair and cleaning his ears.

"Man i'm such a simp. What's wrong with me?!" ...He isn't used to bending backward for people. But seeing you so sick around him, hurt him even more than his pride, so he of course would do anything to make sure you're as comfortable around him as possible. Ahh...the power of love <3

Jack

He gives me the "I must stay away from you for your own good," Type. Although this doesn't last very long. Jack is incredibly loyal, and he's far too attached to let you go. There's times where he would try and keep a distance (much to your annoyance), but when you began sneezing and itching your eyes you knew he was somewhere nearby. Jack is protective like that, but it pains his heart to see you so sick because of something he cannot control.

He does both a mix of what Ruggie and Leona does. He took up extra part-time jobs to afford good allergy medication for you, the entire works. Pills, eye drops, nasal sprays, breathing treatments...He also invests in high-quality shampoo and conditioner to help rid of his dander and hopefully reduce the amount of shedding he has.

With the amount of hair Jack has, he is CONSTANTLY brushing it and it is CONSTANTLY shedding. He does EVERYTHING under the sun to control this, all for you. Although... this is a partnership! You told him that a relationship goes two ways. You love him regardless of how itchy you may get, and you equally chip in to problem-solve.

You're both loyal to each other until the very end, no matter what trivial matters may get in your way <3

Azul

He knew before you two started dating that you had a severe allergy to seafood, so he made it a point to avoid you. But...that didn't stop YOU from coming to HIM. It was one of the things that drew him towards you, the way even though you were gaining a rash you would still wrap your arms around the back of him. Although it wasn't as bad in his human form, he was always terrified what would happen if he were to unleash his original form.

But worry not! We are talking about the literal king of potionology. He finds a remedy very quickly, and you trust him...a little too fast. He is astonished when he says;

"Take this...the second you drink this your allergies will be something of the past. But be warned-" You grabbed it out of his hand and chugged it. He stared at you with his jaw slacked open, his face turning a deep shade of hot red when you throw yourself onto Azul and place a big fat kiss against his cheek.

He imploded. But hey! his potion worked! He tried to get you to give him some sort of paypack, but you mentioned that your form of payment was in that kiss.

He now demands kisses every time he makes the potion for you <3 It's kind of a silent agreement. He just stares at you after you're done drinking it, and whenever you feign ignorance the point upon his lips is far too obvious.

Jade

The first time you broke out in hives, he remained completely calm. Jade is rather smart, and he understands your allergy must be because of his disposition as a mer-folk. Although in human form, he couldn't help but notice the way you would hide your rashes either behind makeup or by bulking clothing. He was amused by this for a moment, but when he saw it worsen he couldn't help but become worried.

"Why would you go so far for me? what do you gain by allowing yourself to become sick?" When you replied with a blush that you simply liked Jade, thus his shock soon turned into action. He excused himself for a few days to climb mountains and collect the most effective of flowers and medicinal remedies for allergies and put together a potion that you were able to take to alleviate your symptoms.

He isn't the vice house warden for nothing! His talents and magic prowess truly aided him, albeit in a way that was seemingly selfish. It was all worth it for you, though.

But he does use you as an example during a class project in potionology, having you stand up in front of the class while he compares your allergies before and after taking the potion.

He got a 100% in the project. And a Significant other. A win-win for everyone!

Floyd

Floyd is much smarter than he lets on. The moment he hugs you from behind and touches your arm, he notices the rash right away. He eyed it with a frown, and without saying anything he let go of you much to your dismay, leaving you to your lonesome for a few days on end.

You had to admit you missed Floyd, his silly jokes and way of talking, his unpredictable personality, and the attention he would often give y you. While sitting at the table during a free period, your head was propped up against your hand and a sad sigh escaping your lips.

"Ehhhh? Why is shrimpy sitting here all alone? Didya miss me?" A familiar voice teased as arms wrapped around you and something akin to a vegetable drink set in front of you. You gasped and smile up at the tall male, who wasn't wrapping his arms around you as you were used to, typically ignoring the itching of your rashes. He convinced you to drink what he sat in front of you, and although you eyed it with suspicion, you sighed and drank it in one gulp and tightly shut eyes.

Nothing happened. You turned to look over at Floyd, about to question the purpose of making you drink the (surprisingly tasty) smoothie-like liquid but were quickly interrupted by lips pressing against your own.

The kiss caught you off guard and you began to panic, talking about your allergy...before you realized that nothing was happening. No rash, no itchiness, nothing.

"Seeeee? It's a potion. I made Azul make it for me. Now I can touch you as much as I want," He smiled proudly. However he managed to convince Azul would forever be beyond you...

He forgets to give you the potion sometimes, only when you two are cuddling and a rash or itching pops up do the both of you realize it's time for a dose.

Ya'll are so silly for each other <3

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #octavinelle x reader #floyd leech #floyd leech x reader #jade leech #jade leech x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #leona kingsholar x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #jack howl x reader #twisted wonderland headcannons #twst headcannons #leona x reader

[binniebakery]

how to say I love you

Non Idol AU Taehyun x Fem!Reader Fluff! Established relationship ♡ Summary: sometimes you dont have to say the words "i love you" to get the point across ♡ Warnings: reader gets called a pretty girl/beautiful, taehyun being a cutie patootie, tooth rotting fluff! ♡ A/N: this is short!!! was originally gonna post kai next but since it was taehyun's bday (happy late birthday terrance) i had to cook something special up! i was worried about not being able to portray his personally correctly so im sorry if its a little ooc, please feel free to give me feedback on that <3 enjoy! ;w;

You were awoken by a pair of soft lips. "It's almost time for me to go, y/n" Taehyun mumbled against your forehead as the two of you lay in your bed on a lazy Monday evening. A shame really, you were taking the best nap of your life nestled into his chest as he watched a live soccer match on his phone. "Hey you, did you hear me pretty girl?" he nudged you at the lack of your response."Mmyeah.. I heard you. Just let me have this for a few seconds longer." You mumbled as you held your boyfriend tighter. Ignoring the soft sigh he let out, you focused on the soft fabric of his sweater. It was heaven with the combination of his scent and the warmth of his skin. Who needed a blanket when you had this all to yourself?

After about a minute of preparing for your favorite person's departure, you looked up to find that said person was dozing off himself.

"Sleepy baby.." you smiled admiring how someone who presented himself so seriously could look so endearing in a moment like this. This side of Taehyun was all yours. "Not a baby, but whatever you say." You caught the slightest smile appearing before his features became stern. "You know if I don't get home soon my parents won't like me coming over anymore" Taehyun scolded. "Yeah yeah, I know.." you responded reluctantly as you slowly arose from the comfort of your boyfriend's arms. You huffed as you fixed your now messy hair. Suddenly feeling how silent the room got, you realized Taehyun was still. Looking over to him you noticed he had an unreadable look on his face. "Tae?" you tilted your head at him. He was staring at you, and although you could barely see it, his dark eyes were sparkling. Eyes that were filled with so much love and endearment that they highly contrasted the seriousness of the rest of his features. Now self-conscious of how you looked, you rapidly began to brush down the rest of your hair with your fingers. "Hey, I know I look crazy but I just took a nap.. have mercy" you smiled nervously, not knowing what to do with the sudden attention. Taehyun grabbed your fingers softly and pulled them away towards his chest. "No, it's not that" he began. You could feel his heartbeat increasing the longer you stared at each other. "You just look so beautiful, it amazes me you manage to look so lovely no matter what you do" You felt warmth creep across your face. How was he able to say that with such a serious face? He said it like it was such a common fact that you were always aware of. "You- I- what?" you stuttered. Taehyun shook his head and let go of your hands to place his own on both sides of your face. "You're beautiful" he stared, right thumb softly caressing your cheek. "I appreciate you spending time with me like this, even if we aren't doing anything specifically together." In that moment it felt as if time had stopped as you and Taehyun softly breathed with with foreheads pressed. It was always your way of proclaiming your love for each other. No words needed to be said, all you had to do was look into those glimmering eyes and you could see things that words themselves couldn't express. You couldn't help the flustered smile that grew on your face. Nodding your head you leaned in to kiss his cheek. Taehyun stood from the bed and offered his hand for you to take as he helped you stand. Taehyun began softly tugging and fixing your his shirt, treating you with such care as if you were his own personal doll. "You should eat too, next time let's eat together okay?" "Mhm, I'll make us something next time you come over" You grinned. "Though for now I'm really gonna miss you.." "I know, I'll make it up to you, next time I'll see if I can spend the night" he smiled. "Hobak misses you, I'll be sure to send you lots of pictures when I get home, promise." your boyfriend said as he slipped his shoes on and you began unlocking the door for him.

"Sounds good thanks" you chuckled as you hugged him goodbye. "Text me as soon as you get home please" you mumbled as you inhaled his scent one final time. "You know I always will pretty girl." he patted your head and turned to his car. You waved as he drove off, smiling like an idiot leaning against the doorframe. Taehyun wasn't the type to say I love you too often. That never gave you any doubts at all though. After all, with the way he looks at you, the way he treats you, he's saying much more than that. He always managed to know how to get those words across without even saying them, even in saying "I love you".

#taehyun x reader #taehyun fluff #txt fluff #txt scenarios #txt imagines #BakeryTreat♡

[joeys-babe]

Joey B Imagines: You Make Loving Fun*

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summary: you and joe are taking your first weekend trip away after having your twin boys. you two take the private jet and alone time to your advantage.

warnings: smut

pairing: joe burrow x reader

imagine universe: into the mystic

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(y/n’s pov)

October 15th, 2023

“oh my god, i’m so fucking excited!!” - you grinned

joe’s big hand on my lower back was leading me towards the steps to the private jet he had rented for this special occasion.

i turned to face joe, wanting to see his reaction to the jet but he was too busy slipping money to the guy that had loaded our bags into the plane.

after joe thanked him one last time, his blue eyes locked with my eyes and a large smile spread on his lips.

“you like it?” - joe smiled

“it’s so damn cool! that things awfully big for just me and you, was there no smaller options?” - you

“there were, but i kinda just wanted to impress you.” - joe

“joseph. we’ve been together too long for you to think you have to impress me.” - you

“i don’t think i have to, i wanted to. now let’s get inside, there’s something i wanna show you.” - joe

joe moved in front of me and took my hand, practically yanking me up the stairs since his long legs allowed him to take them two at a time.

“joe! slow down! i don’t have long ass legs like you.” - you

“oh shit sorry, baby. i got excited.” - joe

i had to giggle at that, his childlike wonder always coming off so adorable.

when joe and i stepped through the plane door hand in hand, the flight attendant was there pouring red wine into two glasses.

the plane was actually more roomy than expected, there were a couple different places to sit but joe opted for the two chairs that faced each other with a small table between them.

“mr. and mrs. burrow, welcome aboard! it’s lovely to have you! can i interest you in some of our red wine?” - flight attendant

“that’d be great, thank you.” - joe

she placed the glasses in front of us, making sure not to spill anything.

“10 minutes after we take off i’ll be back to take your dinner order. also, after we take off feel free to roam around. there’s the bedroom in the back that you guys can take a nap in, or just sprawl out to get comfortable.” - flight attendant

joe and i thanked her before she retreated to the cabin.

“there’s a bed on this thing?” - you

“yup. that’s what i wanted to show you.” - joe winked

“you trynna get me going, burrow?” - you

“i’d never, burrow.” - joe

even after being married for over a year, hearing joe call me by his- our last name never failed to make me blush.

joe referring to me as his wife or calling himself my husband would never ever get old.

“seriously though, this is gonna be a long ass flight even on the jet. i’m prob gonna knock out at some point.” - joe

“sounds fine with me, we can head back there after dinner and cuddle.” - you

joe nodded with a smile on his face. he was so happy when i finally agreed to go on the trip. since the twins had been born joe and i have had 0 alone time together, so he really wanted to have a getaway just the two of us. it came as a surprise to you since joe was no doubt a homebody that hated leaving the house.

i took a long look at joe while he was busy looking out the window, the stubble he’d recently grown out giving him a sexy af dad look that made me want to pounce on him.

joe and i still haven’t had sex since i gave birth to the twins 3 months ago, but i was growing super impatient. this is the most built joe’s physique has ever been and he drove me literally insane.

“god, you’re such a dilf.” - you

“excuse me?” - joe’s stare left the window and found you while he chuckled

“you’re a straight up dilf.” - you

when joe stayed staring at me like i was a crazy person, i started to explain what the acronym stood for.

“joseph, it means dad i’d like to fu-” - you

“i know what it means!” - joe cut you off

“then why’d you say excuse me?” - you

“you said it out of nowhere, you caught me off guard!” - joe

joe and i laughed for a few moments before we were interrupted by the flight attendant walking over to take our order.

our time waiting for our food was spent by talking about what we wanted to do on the trip, what we were looking forward to seeing the most, and honestly how much we missed the twins.

not even 15 minutes had passed and our food was being brought out to us. joe opted for soup while i got the salad.

there was a comfortable silence that fell over us due to the fact we were eating, but joe broke it.

“that dressing looks weird as hell.” - joe

“it’s good. wanna try?” - you

“eh, sure i guess.” - joe

i user my fork to make sure to get one of every piece of the salad in one bite, along with the dressing. when i handed the fork over to joe, some of the dressing dropped into his finger and his face showed a look of disgust.

at first i was just gonna let him cringe till he wiped it off on his napkin, but this seemed to be a perfect opportunity to tease him.

i leaned across the table and grabbed his hand. he was confused at first but when i sucked his finger into my mouth and licked the dressing off, his mouth hung open.

pulling off his finger with an audible pop sound, when my eyes met his i recognized those wide pupils that only seemed to darken his baby blues with pure lust.

“fuck.” - joe mumbled

“taste the dressing, baby.” - you

a smirk formed on joe’s face, a telltale sign he has just come up with an idea.

“here.” - joe handed you the fork

“c’mon! you gotta try it!” - you

“i’m going too, just eat it first.” - joe gestures towards the spoon in your hand

i put it to my lips, chewed, and swallowed all while still being confused to what joe was up to.

opening my mouth to ask joe what he was up to, he leaned across the table and captured my mouth with his. his tongue on my bottom lip asking to enter, and when i opened my mouth just a little bit his tongue was circling around the roof of my mouth.

“damn.” - you mumbled

when joe pulled away, that smirk was still on his face and the lust still shined in his eyes.

“it’s not bad.” - joe shrugged

“boy please.” - you roll your eyes

joe laughed and continued to eat. there were times i’d catch him staring, or his gaze would linger on my chest for a few seconds before looking away.

“you’re zoning out on me.” - you

“am not. i’m admiring you, you look ridiculously gorgeous today.” - joe

“thank you, joey.” - you smiled

joe’s eyes flicked down to my salad bowl and when he saw that it was empty, his excitement only grew more.

“wanna head back to the bedroom?” - joe

“i could def take a nap!” - you

“def not what i meant.” - joe winked

“maybe later? i need a nap first.” - you

“you can’t just suck my finger like that and then reject me.” - joe

“i’m not rejecting you, you goof. lemme get a 30 minute power nap in before we do anything like that.” - you

joe rolled his eyes but eventually got out of his seat, he walked over to where i was sitting and put his hand out to help me up. it was a habit he’d made during my pregnancy since it was hard for me to get up with my big bump.

“c’mon, momma.” - joe

we walked hand in hand through the small hallway of the jet, joe opened the door in the very back where the small bedroom was revealed.

joe led me over to the bed after shutting the door behind us, tripple checking that he locked the door.

the bed definitely wasn’t the ideal size, way smaller than the one we have at home. that was evident when i laid down and was the full length of it.

“babe, i think you’re gonna be bigger than the bed.” - you laughed

“calling me fat?” - joe gasped

“no! you’re 6’4, baby. if i’m the length of the bed, your feet are definitely gonna dangle.” - you

joe plopped down onto the bed and laid flat on his back, i had to laugh when his feet hovered in the air at the end of the bed.

“joey, your feet!” - you laughed

my laughing muffled when joe pulled me into his chest, his own laughter filling the room.

“roll over. if we spoon i can curl up and fit.” - joe

“yes sir.” - you teasingly bit your lower lip before following orders

“stop that! god, i hope this fuckin nap goes by quickly.” - joe

once joe seemed to be comfortable, and completely on the bed, i shut my eyes and drifted to sleep.

*time skip*

(joe’s pov)

i wasn’t that tired, so i just cuddled up to y/n and let her sleep. it was 15 minutes in when she started moving around. i just thought she was stirring in her sleep, but when she started grinding her ass against my crotch i knew this wasn’t just restless sleeping.

“baby?” - joe whispered

pushing myself up on my elbow to see her, i was met with a peacefully asleep y/n. the room in my pants was starting to get tight, and i really didn’t want to wait 15 minutes till her 30 minutes would be up.

this one particular time where she ground into me a little too hard, a groan escaped my lips and in return she moaned my name.

“y/n? are you awake?” - joe

“joey…” - you whimpered

fuck it.

i gently shook her shoulder and when her eyes opened she was gasping for breath.

she looked at me like she embarrassed, her cheeks flashing red. i hadn’t even asked her about her dream, but i’m guessing the grin on my lips and my erection pushed against her behind was enough clues.

“so, how was your dream?” - joe

“oh no. please tell me i didn’t do anything stupid.” - you

“i wouldn’t say moaning my name and grinding on me in your sleep is stupid.” - joe smirked

“oh my god! im so sorry!” - you

“no reason to be sorry, baby. it’s super fucking hot that i can make you moan even in your sleep.” - joe smiled smugly

“your ego is huge, joey b.” - you

“not the only thing about me that’s huge, wanna see what else is?” - joe

she hesitated for a second, so i let my hand roam from her waist down to her ass. when she instinctively pushed into me more i moved forward and pressed my lips onto hers.

“i thought that having sex on a plane was illegal..” - you

“they just gonna put a bed back here and expect us not to fuck?” - joe

“joe!” - you laughed

“i’m being serious, y/n.” - joe

“sorry.. what’s the game plan?” - you

i took one of her hands and placed it on my bulge before continuing, her eyes shined with lust.

“you practically tortured me in your sleep, i want your pretty lips around my cock.” - joe

a smug smirk formed on her lips, she loved hearing me talk about how i wanted her.

in a matter of minutes we were heavily making out, clothes flying across the room till we were both completely naked.

y/n maneuvered me to where i was sitting at the edge of the bed, and she lowered onto her knees between my spread legs.

i tilted my head to the side as i watched her examine my hard dick, not in a weird way, she was more admiring it than anything.

(y/n’s pov)

“you’re perfect.” - you reached forward and wrapped your hand around his length, giving him slow pumps

“i- i don’t know about that.” - joe

i looked up at him through my lashes to maintain eye contact as i licked over his tip. the groan that left his mouth hitting me straight in the crotch.

“oh god-” - joe groaned

removing my hand from his length, i licked the underside of his cock and took him in my mouth.

i had dropped my eyes from his since my nose was met with his happy trail, but occasionally i’d look up at him just to see his perfect top teeth sunk into his plump bottom lip.

he moved one of the arms that was holding himself up and laced his fingers into my hair to help guide me to his standards.

“holy- shit!” - joe

joe wasn’t loud in bed. praise, mumbled curses, and groans being his go-to’s, but due to the fact it had been over a year since we’ve done this i wasn’t at all surprised when he let out a louder moan.

i pulled off of his dick for a moment to lick and suck on his balls. ghosting my fingertips over the veins in his cock, i knew he was close by how his hips were bucking up.

“please- baby, i’m so close. i wanna cum down your throat..” - joe

still massaging his balls with my hand, i closed my lips around him and he pushed my head down to where his tip hit the back of my throat. a loud moan left his lips and i felt the hot spurts of his climax in the back of my throat.

“fucking hell-” - joe groaned

joe was still breathing heavy when i pulled off of him completely, he fell back against the bed as his chest heaved.

“you good, baby?” - you

“better than good.. that was insane.” - joe

i laid down next to him and he immediately pulled my head onto his chest, peppering kisses on my forehead.

“you ready for a nap now?” - you giggled

“oh hell no! this isn’t over.” - joe

“oh?” - you

i could barely finish my word when joe flipped us over to where he was leaning over me.

“you think i’d pass up getting inside you? absolutely the fuck not.” - joe

“then get inside me, joe.” - you

joe looked down at me with lust blown eyes, they were scanning my face till he leaned down and pressed his lips onto mine.

i was expecting his cock, so when he ran two fingers through my folds, i gasped out.

“you’re so wet, mama” - joe kissed you and entered in his fingers

“all for you-” - you moaned

a moment later, he disengaged his lips from mine and moved to where he was between my legs. joe moved to prop my knees up and pulled his fingers out of me, quickly replacing them with his tongue.

“oh god, joe!” - you moaned

i clenched around his tongue making him moan, the vibrations only making the experience better.

“i’m close!” - you

joe picked up the pace and it wasn’t long till i was screaming his name while wrapping my legs around his neck.

there was a few seconds of silence before joe unwrapped my legs from his neck and leaned over me again.

“you okay? it wasn’t too much right?” - joe

it was so sweet for him to check up on me, this was our first time since i gave birth and joe just wanted to make sure it was a pleasurable experience for me.

“it was perfect, really perfect. i think i passed out for a second.” - you laughed

joe laughed before placing a sweet kiss on my lips.

“grand finale time?” - you

“grand finale time.” - joe confirmed with a wink

i watched joe slowly stroke himself before he was lining his tip up with my entrance.

“listen. if it starts to hurt, you want me to stop, slow down, or if you want to do something different just tell me okay?” - joe

“okay, joey. i love you.” - you

“i love you too, honey.” - joe kissed your cheek

my arms wrapped around his neck as joe slowly entered me, once he started moving i realized something. this wasn’t fucking.. this was making love.

it was different from the sex we had before the twins, but it definitely wasn’t bad- it was more intimate in a way.

“god, i missed you so much.” - joe

“i missed you too…” - you moaned into his neck

joe started to pick up the pace, he was beginning to overcome his fear of hurting me.

“you feel so good, baby.” - joe

finding myself starting to get lost in the feeling of him, i couldn’t even form a response.

“i’m not gonna last very long!” - you

“that’s okay. this is about you, my love.” - joe

after a few more steady thrusts, that unmistakable feeling swarmed in my stomach.

“joe- joey.. i’m gonna cum!” - you

“cum, baby. let go for me.” - joe grunted

second later, my orgasm washed over me and the way my walls were fluttering around joe’s dick had him not far off either.

“don’t you dare fucking stop.” - you

“you sure?” - joe

“don’t stop till you cum too.” - you

joe resumed thrusting and a minute later his moans were getting more frequent.

“gonna- cum!” - joe

i grabbed his face and pulled him down to me, put lips engaging in a kiss that was nothing but filthy as he stilled inside me before finishing.

joe collapsed on top of me and i immediately wrapped my arms around him to start rubbing his back.

“i love you, joe.” - you

“i love you too.” - joe mumbled into your neck

i continued to hold him till he eventually pulled out and rolled off of me, he almost immediately pulled me into his chest and kissed my head.

“joey?” - you

“mhm?” - joe

“it’s kinda cold.” - you

joe sighed and sat up, climbing out of bed to check the cabinet next to it.

when joe opened the cabinet doors, a neat stack of throw blankets were revealed.

“voila!” - joe grabbed a blanket and tossed it at you

he turned around to shut the doors and i quickly leaned up to playfully slap his bare ass, i only giggled louder when he glared at me.

“you’ve got a nice ass! i mean can you blame me?” - you laughed

joe laughed with me as he fell onto the bed and pulled me into him again.

“i feel like knocking out for a couple hours.” - joe

“we can do that, as long as we wake up early enough to get dressed before we land.” - you

“sounds good.” - joe yawned

I raked my fingers through his hair and kissed his cheek, life with Joe was crazy but he sure made loving fun.

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authors note: might not be the only fic of mine coming out tonight 😏😏

here are the requests that made this fic;

hope you enjoyed! 🫶

#joe burrow #bengals #joe burrow imagine #joe burrow x reader #joey b #cincinnati bengals #joe burrow fan fic #joe burrow smut

[ethereal-engene]

hey tayo? but that's appa!

pairing: enhypen!husband maknae line x fem!reader

genre: slice-of-life, husband/father AU, fluff, and attempted humor // warnings: none

summary: how I think the maknae line would react to you showing your kid’s (like the kid is yours and his) hey tayo/billy poco

word count: ~1.5k

note: THANK YOU THANK YOU so much to anon who requested this! I’m sorry for the long wait 😭 I hope you enjoy this <3 your message made my day so much when I got it!! // hyung line ver

Sunoo

You’re in the living room with your child as they watch tayo the little bus on the tv

It’s been a long day with them running around and playing pretend with them. Oh and of course, they spent a lot of time running away from you while trying to put on their clothes

They bring you lots of joy but it can still be tiring

So you settle for some tv time before nap time and you’re on the brink of falling asleep until you hear a familiar tune start to play that instantly wakes you up

It’s the one and only billy poco music video

You hold in your laughter and watch your child’s reaction to it and they have stars in their eyes

They 100% recognize their dad and is having the time of their lives right now

Sunoo is in the other room and when he hears it, he smiles and walks over to y’all

Seeing his child dance to this song makes him really happy and his heart full

So he starts showing his kid how to do the dance and sing his lines

Even goes as far to pick them up and spin them around while singing

“Appa! Appa! You met tayo and his friends?? What were they like? Please tell me so I can tell all of my friends how cool my dad is!!” They excitedly take a seat when sunoo sets them down

Sunoo gently shhhs them and making a motion to calm down

“To answer your question love bug, I did meet them and they were all so friendly and kind. If you promise me to be kinder to mommy and help her out by listening to her, I’ll make sure you get a special gift from tayo! Can you do that for me, love bug?” Sunoo asks while staring at them

They nod so much that you worry their head is gonna roll off. Not long after, they go over to you and apologize for running away earlier

You tell them it’s okay and that you accept their apology

“Now, can we please play the song again?? I really like appa’s voice, it’s so pretty!”

Handing him the remote, he replays it and sits next to you. Sunoo gently lifts your head up so he can move his arm through you & then places your head onto his arm

So your neck is more comfy and you smile at each other

Watching your little bundle of joy enjoy this song is a great memory and one that you both won’t forget

It fills his heart with pride and happiness that he was able to have made something for his kid to appreciate growing up

Bonus, the kid got a happy birthday message AND a message from tayo & his friends telling them that they love them and they should be listen to their parents

Jungwon

As far as I can tell jungwon seems to be pretty chill about singing hey tayo or billy poco

So much that he’s actually the one showing your kid(s) the music video

(gotta switch up the scenario for wonnie🥺)

He’s teaching them the lyrics and how to sing it

Not even gonna lie, you thought you were just hearing things as you were in another room doing another chore for the house

But then as you listen, you recognize that he’s really playing the song that you’re hearing

Curiosity gets the best of you and take a peek out of the door to see them

Your heart melts as you watch them play with jungwon

Trying to dance and sing like their dad 🤧

Jungwon has no shame in his career, even if he had to sing some kid songs

He lets them sing it to him, despite it being off-key

Sooner or later, you join them and ask them if they recognize their “appa”

Not even taking a moment to think, they point to jungwon

“Appa looks like an agi here. He was so cute, but I love appa now too! Appa, how come you met Tayo before I was born?? You could have taken me.” They pout and sulk a little when they remember this fact about their dad

Jungwon looks at you for help but you gesture it’s your probelm not mine

“Oh sweetheart, if I had known you wanted to come I would have brought you. Don’t worry, next time I get to meet Tayo, I’ll bring you with me, is it okay?” He asks them while holding them up in air

“okay okay!! YAY!! Appa you’re the best! Now let me down please!” And of course, jungwon obliged to the request

Not long after, they get tired and you put them down for nap time

Heading over to where Jungwon is, you tell him “Honey, that was a good save there. Sorry I couldn’t help you out, but I honestly wanted to see what’d you say.”

You plant a small kiss on cheek after finishing your sentence and drag him to the couch to nap

“I can’t believe you let fend for myself back there but I gotta say having quick wits and thinking is just a skill I learned from being a leader.”

He places your head on his chest and gives you a forehead kiss before napping with you

Ni-ki

It’s not that Ni-ki hates billy poco or hey tayo, it’s just notttt what he really expected to be doing when he became an idol

Anyways let’s get to the story

You, the kid, and Ni-ki were out and about

Probably shopping at the mall and stopped by a kids shop

The kids shop has a tv on and it’s playing hey tayo

Before Riki even registers it, his child is watching the TV screen with a dazed look on their face

They look at the TV screen and then back to their dad (and repeat the process for a few times)

Riki still hasn’t registered it until his kid runs up to him asking him about it

He is confused as ever like where and how did they learn about this

Riki wanted to pretend it didn’t exist 😭

Before he gets any questions out, you point to the screen and his eyes just pop

He feels like his world is falling apart (he’s so dramatic)

Legit drops down to his knees and hands on his head

Your child thinks they did something wrong and starts to get worried

Runs over to their dad and hugs him

“I’m sorry if I made you sad otōsan . I just wanted to know if you were the same guy on the screen. I didn’t mean to make you cry, please don’t be sad!”

You lovingly smack Riki on the back of the head. MAKING YOUR KID CRY LIKE THAT??

“Riki, if you don’t get your butt up, I’m going to give you something to actually cry about. And bubba, don’t worry. Otōsan isn’t sad, he’s just not happy but don’t worry, we’ll make it all better!”

Slightly scolding him, you gesture him to explain to their child about this

He wipes their tears away and hugs them tightly back.

“Oh bubba, no no. You didn’t make me sad. I was just shocked that this song was still playing. Please don’t cry, I’m sorry for making you feel that way earlier. Yes, I’m in the video, a long time ago I filmed a video and song for tayo and his friends. I’ll tell you more about at home, is that okay?”

They hug him back and nod. “It’s okay otōsan, I still love you and I think you look the coolest! Especially when you had your moment with dancing. Can you teach me how to do it?”

Riki nods and kisses them on the head

“Now let’s get back to shopping!” He says before dragging them around the store and playing with them

Before y’all leave the store after checking out, the employee shyly asks for his signature in which he accepts but cringes when he realizes it’s on a tayo product 😭

You are for sure never letting him forget about these songs for tayo and baby shark. You laugh a bit hard when you see what he has to sign

On the bright side, Riki still feels like he’s on top of the world with his kid reassuring him he looks the coolest (even if it’s a kids song)

thank you so much again to the anon who requested this <3 happy holidays and I hope everyone has a safe new years!!

as always if you liked it, please leave feedback through the notes, send me a dm or an ask, or reblog it with your thoughts in the tag !! they really mean the world to me 💗

signing off with love,

- ash

#kflixnet #enhypen x reader #sunoo x reader #jungwon x reader #ni-ki x reader #riki x reader #enha x reader #enha imagine #enha fluff #enha scenarios #enha x you #enhypen x female reader #enhypen x y/n #enhypen imagines #enhypen maknae line #enhypen #engene #gonna try to write my jacob comfort fic now

[tiyoin]

Taking a step back from twisted singer reader (I'll be back). I really want to expand/give origins ideas to the group chat(s?). Like how reader got the phone, how they got added and other things. Btw love who added that

With that said I'm starting a new agenda: ✨Grandfather Mozus Trein :D✨ Everyone knows that Crowley is *cough* neglectful & irresponsible *cough* always there for his students and never once put himself first 🤠. I feel like reader low-key reminds Trein of Anastasia (red hair) ya know? Maybe it's how reader plays with their hair when they start getting bored or the doodles on the written exams. All these little habits they share. Just an old man missing his family.

Someone has to be a responsible adult for reader and who else is better then a father with so much wisdom. He knows Yuu has a way of communicating and protecting himself so he isn't as concerned ,but poor reader can't do that to save their life :(

So I can see Trein giving them(mostly reader) a phone (B4 book 4). It's nothing new or special; it has an old blue case with a fading pattern and skuffs. The best part about it is Trein paying the bill. The wallpaper is changed to Grimm napping tho

It's kinda an unspoken rule that reader keeps it for the most part. With Yuu and all the things he tends to get into it would last a week if he was lucky.

More then likely the only numbers in the phone are Aduce/ maybe the other first years and Trein ,but I don't really see any of them be texters tbh. So not much coming in. Maybe a few homework questions??

As for apps a see maybe 2-ish games 👁️👄➖

Over all, it's just a classic antisocial person's phone. Until Cater finds out. Next time Yuu has the phone Carter tells him what should be added and how to #sign up for them. And Yuu being the person he is asks "Cater how do I help my introvert make friends?" Cater being the #helpful upperclassmen is he downloads the app and sends the invite.

The app they use is probably the twst discord. I think that's the only social idia has/honestly uses Some of them has like a cover for the icon. Like no one can know they use that app for whatever reason.

Everyone besides reader kinda knows what account belongs to which person. To add a bit of anonymous(ness?). Cuz no way would reader give her honest opinion about Rook or someone else if she knew that they themselves/close friends are in the chat.

Imagine if one of the guys that reader doesn't get along with ends up being one of reader's close/safe online friend. Like idk if you know who Aphmau is but she has a Minecraft roleplay PDH (don't judge me plss) where Aph and Aaron don't like each other irl but are really close online friends.

I'm sorry if my asks tend to be all over the place. I get sided tracked a lot and end up spacing out every 10 works. This was written between 3-5ish am. Also 👉👈 I think the reason we're on the same brain wave is cuz we're air signs.

Also thank you for liking/replying to my ask/yapping ☺️ it's means a lot to me

I've been waiting to get a Mac charger just to answer this ask🤭

GRANDFATHER TREIN IS SOMETHING I DID NOT KNOW I NEEDED BUT GLAD I GOT

because we always see crewel v crowley for custody over yuu.

but I defiantly agree with you that trein would see one of his daughters; especially anastasia in reader. whether it's by a few habits they both share, or how they're sometimes second fiddle to their more out going companion. but trein can see reader's life falling into shambles the more they're in twisted wonderland, the more they're isolated, and it kills him as both a father and educator.

and believe it or not, he cares about his students. they may not think so and curse him in the hallways, but they'll be thanking him in years to come, they always do (he prides himself in that, and the line of students he has at reunions telling him they're the best teacher they ever had.)

so maybe he pulls reader aside after class, ofc he can tell how tense they are, how nervous they are... especially by how intense their eye contact is, a little creepy but trein understands. he tells them to sit down in a chair he magically spawned as he flicks his head at lucien. who is all too glad to use you as a chair. he can see reader visibly relax as they're testing the water's with the temperamental feline, but trein starts talking.

he wants to help them, as he wouldn't be doing his job as an educator if he just stood by and watched you struggle. how he would have failed the pledge he made to crowley and himself if he let one os his students fall under the radar in favor for his smarter ones.

yes that should sting but it's the truth, and to no fault of your own. you obviously had... less than stupor teaching before this, and you have to catch up on a decades worth of stuff due to your... situation. and he is willing to help you during both lunch hours and free period. he also recommends student tutors for this and is willing to work out some kind of deal between you and the tutors. he wants to see you succeed. not just to prove he can turn a pumpkin into a carriage, but because you deserve it.

maybe you're not so much like his biological daughter, but like his step daughter. the one with a soul of diamond but a heart of glass. and if reader ever needs someone trustworthy (and he emphasizes this) that isn't actively split-dying their hair in their thirties or prances around with a bird mask then he is always open.

no matter how burdenous they feel relying on him, or if they think the matters are silly. he will tell it to them straight. he also suggests talking to cater diamond of heartslabyul, that if anyone can help you make friends, its that chatterbox.

dont even try to refute it cause trein AND lucien will be sporting you an unimpressed look.

but I swear to everything cater has a fucking NOSE- a sniffer if you would for introverts. or he has mastered chenya's invisibility spell and over heard your conversation because- I AGREE WITH YOU- yuu would 100% ask cater to help his little ol' introvert make friends.

so he seeks them out, grabs their phone while chatting away, and downloads 'magi cord' dw yuu is there too. cater even goes a step further and adds his contact to their phone because 'tehe he has the elusive reader's number and no body else does! #1inamillion #hewon! #he'sgonnaextrovertsohardit'llmakeyourheadspin 😼

but later that night you're fighting to go on the app when cater sends you a link, the second message he sends you (with 'hey hey! it's your fav upper classmen cay-cay here!' with an obnoxious amount of emojis, being the first)

it's a link to a magi cord group chat called; raven of secrets. (or smthn idk, I pulled that out of my ass) and he explains that the whole point of that group chat is to remain anonymous. there's a handful of members from different dorms and that's all you're supposed to know.

they talk about gossip, homework, assignments etc. the more he talks about it the more it sounds like a secret society. but nonetheless, you join.

and all hell breaks loose 🤭

personally I think that only a few people know who is who in the chat group. like the organizer because they gotta make sure everyone who has the link is an nrc student. and obviously there's a few friends who gave other people the link or joined together. but there's also active polls where people debate who is who.

just so it gives them the extra comfort of anonymity.

IMAGINE SOME ADMITS TO STALKING POOR READER AND IT TURNS INTO A THRILLER AHHHH (everyone knows who rook is. not because of his French, but because of his detailed posts)

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NO CAUSE I WAS ALSO AN APHMAU FAN HAHAHAH I used to eat her role plays up. but watching them now... they're super cringe and I can barely watch an episode of phoenix drop high 😭

and dont even worry about it 'being all over the place because I am literally like that and it's so fun being able to bounce all over the place hehe

AND YAY ANOTHER AIR SIGN😽

#mel <3 #twisted anxiety 🌀 #tiyoin 🔎 #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #tiyoin’s cuties 。 ඞ 。 #twisted wonderland #twst

[teyums]

The Way He Loves You ✽ Neteyam

Neteyam and the way he holds you when you’re upset. Pulling you close and caressing your back to ease your body’s shuddering while you cry into his awaiting shoulder. Stroking the backs of your hands with the pads of his thumbs as he listens with open ears and gentle eyes, even if the reason for your distress is the most ridiculous he’s ever heard. It’s the way he’s so validating of your feelings, urging you to express your troubles to him. Because to Neteyam, your problems are his problems. He never wants you to go through anything alone, constantly reassuring you that he’s here for the long haul, no matter what. “What is it, my love? Tell me, I want to help.” He says.

Neteyam and the way he traces slow circles over the soft skin of your hips with delicate fingers, while the two of you lay together, contently bundled up in each other’s arms. Chirping birds and perennial sounds of the verdant nature surround your hut, threatening to lull you into a brief afternoon nap. You pull away only slightly when you feel an unfamiliar pattern drawn onto your body, this one allowing his touch to linger longer than the others. His heart flutters when he hears your delicate voice question the intricate details of his artwork. “What did you write?” you ask, and he smiles. “I love you.” He says.

Neteyam and the way he can’t go a single moment of the day without thinking of you. His little flower, as he would call you. The thought of you embracing him in a tight, yet tender hug envelops his thoughts completely, and he often finds himself daydreaming of being in your arms. His peers poke fun at him for it. During target practice, it’s obvious that his mind is somewhere in the clouds when he fumbles with his bow for the first time since a child. “Thinking about her, huh?” They laugh, teasingly. And he grins, shaking his head with not an ounce of shame present in his demeanor. “Always.” He says.

Neteyam and the way he won’t return from a hunting trip without bringing back something special for you. Whether it be the rare lotus flowers that sit atop the highest mountain on Pandora— that he swears would look lovely woven between your braids— or the pearlescent crystals that hide in the deepest, darkest cave that many won’t even attempt to enter. He’ll stray from the group only for a moment. Squeezing himself through tight rocks as they graze and scrape at his skin, or eagerly climbing from tree to tree after a long day’s hunt, even though the branches are getting thinner and frighteningly less supportive on his way up. “Neteyam, come on man! Are you serious?” His group groans as they hunch from the weight of heavy catches slung over their shoulders, earning nothing but a chaste wave off from the dedicated man ahead of them. “Just give me a minute! I need to get these for her.” He says.

a/n: the way this has been sitting in the drafts for like 3 weeks i’m a gatekeeper ik im sorry LOL

#neteyam sully #avatar 2 #neteyam x reader #avatar way of water #neteyam #avatar twow #neteyam x you #neteyam x y/n #neteyam imagine #neteyam fluff #neteyam fanfiction #neteyam headcanons

[eywathemother]

Fish Lips Chapter 9

Ship: Aonung x Kiri's twin sister!Reader

Warnings: Language, bullying, gore, fighting, talk of war, injury and blood, slow burn, enemies to lovers (not really a warning just some people don't like that trope), death of (a) character(s), not proofread, mentions of reader being depressed

Words: 1,901 (kinda short sorry)

Keys: (y/n) = your name,,(y/i/n) = your Ikran's name,, Neural Queue= the braid extension of a Navi's nervous system that allows them to link up to animals and Eywa,, (y/n/n) = your nickname),, Bold is English,, Italic is sign language,,Bold italics is when you're communicating with Kiri,,

Chapters; Introduction || Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8 || Part 9 || Part 10 ||

My taglist is wack ass hell so I won't be doing taglist requests anymore. It takes me about half an hour to update the taglist as well, so it's more time consuming then I originally thought.

Spoilers for Avatar: The Way of Water A whole ass lot.

Special dt: @k1rislov3r

This is mainly a filler chapter so apologies if it's a bit dry, I'm trying to go into as much detail with the reader and her life so that the plot makes more sense. Also, I FINALLY CAUGHT UP TO MY CLASSES SO I CAN FOLLOW MY POSTING SCHEDULE, YAYYYY!!!! Thank you guys for your patience, I really appreciate it.

I did delete the original chapter for this so the sneak peek I posted was for the old chapter, this is the final cut for the chapter so it's completely different than what I posted. The reason why It took so long for me to post today was because I was editing mama Neytiri *smirking intensely*. Also, my brain is still fried, and I start more classes tomorrow so....I'm crying internally.

You hadn't gone to sleep until an hour before sunrise, so you were exhausted to say the least. Jake was okay with you sleeping in some more for rest, but Neytiri countered, you needed to do your chores and you had said the night before you would watch Tuk. Kiri was going to assist Ronal and Neytiri in Tsahik-training and the brothers were joining a hunt with Aonung and Rotxo earlier in the morning.

Neytiri was upset with your reckless decision to stay up so late but she had promised Kiri would be done by lunch so you could take a nap. You had been struggling with nightmares, you had no idea what they meant, and you refused to talk about them. Even Kiri was clueless to your nightmares.

Kiri didn't think you'd hide anything from her, as you both promised to always share everything, and it was very difficult to hide anything from each other. You held your end of the promise... somewhat, you didn't want to worry her or anyone, so you hid it.

You couldn't even turn to Eywa for help, as you couldn't even properly connect to the tree. Mo'at thought it was a sign from Eywa for some greater purpose for you in life, but Norm thought it was something to do with the malfunctioning of your Neural Queue. He explained that the Avatar's body is not as fully functioning as a Na'vi body at times, and you could've unluckily gotten some sort of mutant gene from the human DNA that didn't allow your Neural Queue to work the same as others. It was odd though, you had no issue connecting to animals, just connecting to any trees related to Eywa.

You had tried before, the farthest you had gotten to connecting to Eywa was a white room of sorts. Nothing but you, the brightness of the white around you, and the echos of your voice begging for someone to respond.

That was the day the nightmares had begun, depicting war and violence, filling you with nothing but anger and hatred towards the sky people. On occasions even towards Jake, who you had lashed out at saying to him he was nothing but ' a disgusting alien bringing violence and war wherever he went.' Of course, you apologized and got heavily grounded afterwards, but Neytiri was beginning to worry that the lack of connection you had with Eywa was starting to affect you.

You tried not to let it affect you too much, you tried not to stress over things way beyond your control.

As of now you had your head rested in your hands, sitting crisscross with your elbow resting on your knee. Tuk was playing in the water, looking at surrounding coral and observing the fish.

You tail wagged a bit, moving lazily over the rock you were sitting on. You hear footsteps next to you, several people calling out your name.

" (y/n)!!" Lo'ak was the first to make his way to you, Tuk turning to him with." Hi Lo'ak!" She smiled before a yellow-ish green fish caught her attention; she immediately went back to observing the waters.

" Where's Neteyam?" You asked, your ears perked up at his presence, watching as he plopped himself next to you. He pointed towards the beach." He, Rotxo, and Aonung were right behind me, I don't know where they went though. Don't really care either." He shrugged, placing his feet in the water.

"Oh." You yawned, you were trying your best to stay awake but you knew you'd pass out soon." Hey, do you mind watching Tuk for a little bit?" You asked Lo'ak and he gave you a side eye. He wasn't happy about it but he knew something was bothering you and keeping you up so of course he wasn't going to be apathic towards you and keep you from sleep.

" Yeah sure, be here before dinner though. Mom will be upset if you're not back by then." You nodded and stood up, stretching your body from being in the same position for almost half an hour.

Normally your napping routine included flying (y/i/n) to a random and secluded area and napping together until it was time to head back. That or you let her fly freely through the air as you napped on her back.

This time you wanted to be alone, you currently didn't want to be around anyone or anything. You just wanted to lie down someplace and just sleep. Hopefully dreamless.

You made your way into the woods, not bothering to really watch where you're going, just trying to stay on your feet. You wanted to lay yourself on the ground floor of Pandora and just listen to the heartbeat that echoed from within the empty-feeling heart of Eywa. Your true mother, you may not be able to connect to her with your braid, but you didn't need to.

You could hear her silent comforting words within the wind, whispering in your ear words of encouragement that had never left your parents lips. Your feet carried you across the Earthy flooring of the walkway towards the denser part of the forest. The mother trees, the children, all of their silent voices being carried by the cool breeze.

The sound of the ocean's waves hitting the beach slowly vanished as your ears focused on listening to the birds and rustling of the trees. The longer you listened the more you tried to think of it as the Jungle's trees rustling or the animals singing.

You missed your home, and you will miss it as long as you remained on this planet. You were slowly falling into a depression, missing your home, your people... your family. It wasn't the type of sadness to make you cry, but the sadness that put a hole in your chest and made you feel empty. The Jungle was a part of you, and you missed it terribly.

You laid down on a patch of grass, running your hand over the blades of grass. Feeling the edges of the plant tickle your palm and the tips of your fingers. A comforting warmth drifted over you, the wind dying down as you closed your eyes and listened to the breath of the planet. You slowly began to drift, finally being able to rest.

Red. Orange. Yellow. Fire.

Surrounding you, ingulfing you but it didn't burn. It was like the rage of the flames understood you and you understood it. War almost feeling natural and like your second nature. You felt nothing as you cut through the humans like their life meant nothing to you.

It didn't, you could care less about these murderous and destructive aliens from afar. You wanted them dead, you wanted all of them to disappear. You weren't just angry, or rageful, you were vengeful. You were going to give them what they had given you, you were going to make them feel how you felt as you watched your friends and loved ones die for a fight that would never have happened if it weren't for them.

If it weren't for Jake Sully, HE started this, HE is the reason you are all on the run. Why didn't he just kill them all, why did he let them go back home in one piece. You would've shredded them until they weren't even recognizable, showed them to Eywa, your beloved mother that you would protect her at all costs.

These weren't your thoughts; you would never think this way of your father. What was this dream, who was this unrecognizable being?

You jolted awake, beads of sweat running down your face and tears sprung to your eyes. You hated these feelings, they were so foreign like they weren't even yours, but in a way comforting. You wanted to deny them but, on some level, you knew that you agreed with them.

You stood up and headed your way to a small stream nearby. You splashed water onto your face, wiping the tears from your eyes and staring at your reflection in the water.

You stood up, looking around realizing how late it was. It was way past Eclipse. You ran hand through your hair and drew a breath preparing to be grounded again. This was what? Your third or fourth time breaking a rule or causing trouble. Honestly you didn't care, at this point it'll happen at least every week.

You heard footsteps approaching you and you spun around on your feet in alert. Aonung appeared, he blinked a bit in surprise and then grinned." You have some awesome hearing, I thought I was being sneaky."

You rolled your eyes." You stomp, there's no way you could survive in the woods with those." You pointed at his feet, and he grumbled under his breath." My feet are not that big." He protested, placing a hand on his hip, his ears back in annoyance.

A small silence broke out, and you tried your best to keep your normal aggravating smirk placed on your lips. Aonung could see past it though, he paid enough attention to tell that you were not doing so well. He didn't watch you or anything, he was just very aware and constantly read people. Maybe at times he would watch you with someone and pick up on your mannerisms more than he would with anyone else, but so what you were his friend.

Well...friends a stretch still.

" What's wrong?" He asked, he might not be the best at comforting, but he was willing to try. You brushed him off." Your presence always seems to dampen my mood, have you not noticed?" You teased but he didn't return your teasing.

" I'm serious, whatever's bothering you, you can tell me." Aonung placed himself in front of you and placed a kind hand on your shoulder. Your shoulders tensed and your jaw tightened, the smirk falling off your face for a split second.

" Now what's got you all tinder hearted your big teddy bear!" You pinched the side of his ribs lightly and he instinctively pulled away." What? What is a t-eddy barer??" You slapped a hand over your mouth giggling at his terrible English." Did you just insult me? It is one of those human insults, isn't it?"

Your worries and bad dreams disappeared instantly, Aonung unintentionally brightened your day-or rather night. Speaking of night, you needed to hurry and get back to your families Marui. You looked towards the path that led you back to the beach.

" Don't worry, it's not as late as it seems, just after dinner. Lo'ak and I covered for you so you're fine." He gave you his charming smile, the calmest you've ever seen him be. You grinned, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and dragging him closer to you." You know...I kinda like you a bit now."

" Just a bit?" He teased and he placed a hand on your other shoulder. You put your other hand up and put your pointer finger and thumb almost touching." Just a smidge."

" So does that mean I've finally won you over?" He asked, his tone was light and teasing but he was asking an actual question he's been dying to bring up." Won me over? Hell no!" You shook your head." I'm not gonna be friends with you that easily, you have to do something biiiig." You exaggerated and he rolled his eyes, he should've known he wasn't going to get a real answer out of you.

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[psychelis-new]

pick a pile: "Message from your inner child"

take a breath and choose the photo or number that calls you the most to read a message from your inner child probably on how to reconnect with them and work with them. reminder that we're plenty of layers and there are also different children's ages inside of us (and teens too, if you're older), so you may need to reconnect with a specific inner child at this moment.

don’t take the reading too seriously. only take what resonates with you and leave the rest. if you're not called by any pile, let this reading slid as it may not hold messages for you. if you're called by more than one pile, there may be messages in each of those piles. remember that is a general reading and some things may not resonate with you. energies can change and readings are based on present ones (as you read); you're always in charge of your life.

(photos found on unsplash)

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pile 1

Your inner child seems to love winter -I heard "best season!"- (maybe you were born in winter too), snow/ice (making snow angels or playing with snow), and Christmas (if applies). You probably loved receiving gifts (it made you feel special) or you not always had what you wanted. Your inner child needs you to comfort them and remind them that they are worthy of anything they want and that they can receive it too. Help them believe in Santa again, or be their Santa ("work" -mostly inner work- so to bring them the stability/safety/self worth they lack so much after having being told many no's). Your inner child is cute and funny but only with people they like. They probably are a bit closed off with other people and children and rather play/stay alone. They are an observer, probably don't talk too much but know and understands a lot. So very sensitive and caring. Probably loved to listen to blues and jazz with someone from your family, or any other type of music (music relaxed/s them).

Someone here (or on pile 3 maybe, but prolly just a few from there) doesn't want to do something they're supposed to do and keep procrastinating/postponing the task ("adulthood... meh"). It's probably cause you feel worn out for some reason, maybe you kept going for so much without giving yourself a break and now your tiredness is hitting you all of a sudden. Or maybe you somewhat "fear" doing that will comport you having to take some type of action/decision (and leaving this current "stagnant" but safe situation) and probably you don't want it, especially unconsciously. It's okay, it happens, do not fight that feeling. Listen to yourself, to your inner child -they probably want to help you understand why it happens-.

Your inner child wants you to take a break, just enjoy a nice walk outside or do anything you feel like, even just taking a nap. They want you to hug them and cherish them, and to give yourself accolades cause of all the work you have done until today. They are better with actions than words, they're so cute. Please take care of them, stay around them and play with them a bit when you can. They need your presence, even if it feels like they are used to be alone. They don't have to (and not even you). Hugs to both.

song: love me | jerry butler

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pile 2

Your inner child is very pretty and elegant (i am seeing them dressed up for a picture, maybe it's picture day at school or a family pic for grandparents). For some of you, they may have been a bit spoiled but at the same time, they may have been idealized a lot as THE child: the one who had to be "perfect", with "perfect" grades, clothes, behaviour... This child is just very sweet but got very pressured into being more than a child. They had to be what they didn't want to be, despite they didn't know what they wanted, except for making others happy and being praised. It may have made them a bit naive or egoistical on occasion, but they never act this way consciously, with bad intentions. They're (you're) just hurt, but don't know how or why cause they didn't do anything wrong. They obeyed the rules. This child has idolized their parents/caregivers too (which is normal for many kids, to see their parents as superheroes and to want to follow them/obey without asking why).

Your inner child needs some support from a different type of adult. A more permissive and a less pretending one. An adult that understands that we all make mistakes, no matter if we are children or adults. And it's fine to make them. They need to remove that little bow tie or the hairgrips/barrette and just go splash in the mud. To cover their clothes in mud, to let things be. They need you to be that type of adult, to teach them how to be their real imperfect self, cause nobody is perfect (perfection is also very subjective). To take them around on a bike and laugh with them if they stick their tongue out to passers-by. No reason, just because. They need you to ruffle their hair and laugh with them at how funny/crazy they look. They need support into being just a child, not a copy of an adult. They need you to ask them about their opinions and to help them form some others, cause they always relied on others' ones and it doesn't have to be so forever. They need to think and see with their own mind, heart and eyes. And they want you to do this for them too. They want to listen to your own opinions and ideas, they want you to stand out and to be yourself. To be unafraid of others' thoughts and reactions about you. To not care if you are not who others want you to be but to know that you're happy to be who you are also thanks to them and all they did and learned in the process.

Still, remember to pump them up on occasion, I feel they still need to feel nice words and compliments here and there. No matter what they do ofc. Just get on your knees and imagine to look at the in the eyes, and compliment them.

song: love your voice | jony

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pile 3

Your inner child probably felt very different when little. It was hard to feel like they belonged. Maybe they also had to grow up quite fast. They are very sweet and gentle, nice, lovely big smile (for some their teeth aren't perfect but nobody cares, this big smile can brighten anyone's day and any room). [TW childhood] They probably had to parent themselves at times or kinda act as a parent to their parents or adults (especially if emotionally immature/unstable). They are very welcoming and helping, at times even to a fault. May have been people pleasing, maybe their home wasn't the best to grow up in and had to do it, not just because they felt it as an inner need. Still, it didn't changed their big heart. [/TW childhood]

If you're called to pile 1, you may want to check it (2nd paragraph in particular), cause I feel for some of you too that you don't want to do something you are supposed to do.

Your inner child wants you to sit and talk with them, and tell them about your adulthood and how things are there. They want to know if things changed and they... want to help you too just by listening and being there. It's like you two keep working together as a team, and sustain each other. Be there for them too, I do think they need it a lot. Listen to them rant and talk, and do children stuff like playing or running. Take them with you in a field, sing, shout... make a flower crown or anything really.

And please, if your inner child feels scared sometimes, hug them (physically envision hugging them): remind them you can make it together as you always did. And you can always ask for support to some other adults too if it's too much for you as well. If you both feel lost at times, which is normal after all you had to go through, just talk and ask for support to adults. It's okay. We live in communities, we can ask others and be helped too. If you don't trust other adults to be able to help you, try to breathe and give them a chance. Not all the adults are like those you turned you down and couldn't support you or give you a stable fundation. Also, remember it's okay as adults too to not have all the answer and to not always be in control of everything. I know it feels so scary, but it's what life has to be like sometimes. Just do not let fear take control of you. Remember you can control your decisions and yourself anytime and anyway. Whatever happens. You can do it. You both can.

song: truth is | sabrina claudio

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pile 4

Your inner child loved adventure, playing with other kids, maybe dressing up as a pirate (for Carnival or not)... they also loved to read story or imaginging living in different worlds/times, being a hero or similar things. A very vivid imagination. I do believe they still love to watch animations, to draw, or to write stories (do you?). The life-of-the-party kid. Not necessaily had many friends, but just by mood they're always hyped and happy (unless they have to go to school? I heard so, lol. How can I blame them). Maybe had a tree house or favorite a hiding place, or could create one in their room/garden. Always busy creating something new, drawing, painting, running somewhere... such a funny exciting energy.

They are asking you to put down in words whatever is going on inside. Especially if you haven't been paying attention to your emotions and feelings. Take some time out and focus on you. Come back to your dear words, let the pen roll on the paper and write down it all. Be it in the form of a journal or a diary or a letter to someone (write a letter to them too, I totally feel like they want to listen to your story since you lost contacts -"but make it funny/adventurous"). Write, write it all until you can't no more, until you've written all you needed to and cannot think about anything else. Until you're so tired you need to go to sleep. And have a refreshing sleep then.

They are a bit concerned about you. They want you to know that they see how busy you are and that maybe you cannot connect with them too often, but they want you to remember that they're always by your side. They want you to remember how it feels to be free. To take time for yourself. It feels like you're ovewhelming yourself with things to do and this is causing you pain, inside out. They want you to take time out and meet with them so that they can take you on a pirate ship on adventure (may it even be doing chores in a different and more adventurous way, like dancing/singing, or better, trying to battle with "Captain Dust"... Idk, something like that, talk with your inner child :'D). Just create a safe space for you two to come together again, even just a few moments here and there during your week. You don't have to always be so serious and busy.

song: hope ur okay | olivia rodrigo

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[goodomensafterdark]

Feature Fic Fursday

FFF - Feature Fic Fursday!

This is a special day of the week: fic recs Thursday (pronounced à la Française)!

Each week, we will browse the Good Omens After Dark official AO3 collection, choose a tag and promote the fics that are featured in it!

Have a tag idea for the next week? Comment it!

Have other fic recs, or your own fic would qualify for the tag? Reblog and throw in the link!

Tag of the week: Sex in the Bookshop

Crowley works hard, but Booktok works harder by cheeseplants

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Humour, Fluff, Smut

Word count: 6,739 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: What if instead of an amnesiac Archangel, a bunch of TikTokkers descend on Aziraphale’s bookshop instead? Well good thing you asked that question, because that is exactly what happens here. Crowley attempts to badly thwart the powers of TikTok. They may end up in a bedroom together. Feelings (and more) bubble to the surface.

We Don't Need To Talk About It by Ro_Fell

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Smut -first time

Word count: 2,635 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: It's after the apocalypse that wasn't. Crowley and Aziraphale are just beginning to negotiate what it means to be on Their Own Side. One night, in the Bookshop, after copious amounts of wine, Crowley finds Aziraphale sitting just a little too close to him on the small sofa. Will one of them find the courage to finally cross that line? And will they finally find the words to say everything that's been left unsaid?

~ The French Maid ~ by Bucky1984

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Smut

Word count: 2,171 words

Chapter count: one-shot

CW: voyeurism

Summary: Crowley has been neglected by Aziraphale since Jimbriel moved into the bookshop... It's time for a change!

Sheltered by brahms3rdrackett

Comes with a podfic! by Outrageous_Ring

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Angst, Fluff, Smut

Word count: 7,233 words

Chapter count: one-shot - part 1 of series Searching for Shelter

Summary: Our heroes helped spoil the plans for Armageddon 1.0, they've been cut loose, and now they're working to figuring out what to do with themselves. One of them (no guesses which) is coping better with his free time than the other. In fact, he has a hankering for something he hasn't treated himself to in a while. This series is based on the line Aziraphale casually throws in about THEIR bookshop in S2. You know the one. "We both get plenty of use out of it, don't we?"

Safe by brahms3rdrackett

Comes with a podfic! by Outrageous_Ring

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Angst, Fluff, Smut

Word count: 9,730 words

Chapter count: one-shot - part 2 of series Searching for Shelter

Summary: “Crowley!” the angel said angrily, pulling so hard he very nearly dislodged the snake. But Aziraphale's fear for his coat won out, and he stopped tugging lest he tear something. He slumped back in the chair with a defeated sigh, and Crowley nuzzled his nose into the angel’s sleeve again.

“Hmm,” Aziraphale hummed after a moment, sounding very much like he did when the proverbial light bulb had gone on over his curly head. “You know, there was something I wanted to ask of you, but it’s not something your, erm, serpent form can help me with.” He lifted the coat again to see if the snake was listening. He was.

“A little favor, if you will,” Aziraphale went on, lifting his eyebrows meaningfully when he met Crowley’s beady stare.

Respite by brahms3rdrackett

Comes with a podfic! by Outrageous_Ring

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Angst, Fluff, Smut

Word count: 11,346 words

Chapter count: one-shot - part 3 of series Searching for Shelter

Summary: They're passing the time as best they can, but for Crowley the lull is beginning to feel interminable, as the shadow of Heaven and Hell fades even further into the background. And for better or worse, it's allowing him to focus on other things he's not quite prepared to focus on. To escape the wandering thoughts and boredom, he might just have to resort to another one of his nice, long naps. Only this time, he doesn't necessarily want to go alone.

A Casual Blowjob Between Hereditary Enemies by GroovyNightStrawberry

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Smut

Word count: 4,255 words

Chapter count: one-shot

CW: sex pollen, dubcon

Summary: When Aziraphale experiences a problem with his corporation, Crowley is only too happy to assist. Neither of them are prepared for the result.

Nanny Likes to watch You Eat by Depressedpenguin2 for DisastrousLook5116

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Smut

Word count: 1,464 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: Sexy times between the Ineffable Wives. Food is involved.

We Could (Have) Be(en) Us by redheadedjapanese

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Smut

Word count: 3,332 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: In the middle of their devastating first kiss (and in the same universe as the events of Lavender Isn't Scary), Aziraphale uses his little-known power to stop time and debrief his favorite demon.

Alphabet by Depressedpenguin2

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Smut

Word count: 30,000 words

Chapter count: 26 chapters (completed)

Summary: Smutty Alphabet for our ineffable husbands.

Conflict Resolution by ElysiumLeo (The_Nerd_Alert)

Rating: Explicit

Genres: smut

Word count: 5,767 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: After a seemingly senseless argument, Crowley has stormed out of the bookshop to go cool off. Aziraphale should be irritated with him; he didn't even know what the argument was about! But knowing his darling, Aziraphale simply decides to wait until his demon is ready to return, knowing that when he does, they will have the chance to make amends with each other, like they always do. He just didn't anticipate that their latest attempt at an apology would be so... intimate.

Your Mouth As If It’s Heaven’s Gate by Peonyscones

Rating: Explicit

Genres: Fluff and Smut

Word count: 3,802 words

Chapter count: one-shot

Summary: He knows he won’t sleep tonight. But it would be nice… it would be so nice to be held. It would be so good to cling to Aziraphale and make their last night in existence mean something, bring him pleasure, bring him comfort. Let him feel loved.

That’s all, folks!!

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[onskepa]

Amber: Our little flame

Requested by: @danilezilla

request: My request is jack and netyiri adopted amber, only they know she's a dragon till their kids saw her. Is this an ok request? Because i was thinking of na'vi name for little toruk. Amber is a dragon girl who can turn into a dragon. Like your story of tirol, and for the example, her mother was once a great dragon queen but choose to be a human. She truth grace with her daughter amber to have a better future in Pandora, then that's where jack amd netyiri meet her. The rest i thought of about adopting like they adopt kiri, but amber is still young.

Helloooooo~!! Hopefully this covers all that your heart desired! Enjoy this cute little fic~!!

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Amber pov

There is always that one person in every family that thinks they are either: the weirdo, the outcast, different, or adopted. If not, all of the above. While I am not the weirdo, or the outcast, I am definitely different, and very much adopted. 

Allow me to peddle back to explain. 

My parents, Jake and Neytiri Sully. I love them with all my heart. And my younger siblings, from oldest to youngest, are Spider, Neteyam, Kiri, Lo’ak, and Tuk. Yeah. I am the oldest sibling. 3 adopted, and 3 biological kids. We are one crazy, yet odd family. But we love each other. And we follow our family motto “Sully’s stick together”. We live by it every day. 

My dad is the Olo’eyktan of the Omatikaya clan. Leader, chief, however you want to call him. And my mom is the Tsahik of the clan, leader, chief. Both of our parents and very important people. And that makes us, their children, “princes and princesses”. 

Yet, despite being “adopted” there is still much more to each of our pasts. And as I am the oldest, my past is crazy all around. Let me tell you all about it, it started when I made my first fire breath.

Third pov 

“No, no no and no. There is nothing that can make me clare. Not your words, or your googly eyes or hell, your kids googly eyes. This is stupid and dangerous. She could die. Cryo sleep isn't something for kids to nap in” Grace Augustine says. 

Across from her is ‘clare’. A tall beautiful woman with bright fiery eyes that seems to glow in the dark. In her arms was her little baby girl. Not even a few days old and already the mother had to make the hardest choice of her life. 

“Please Grace, you are my most trusted friend. You know there is no chance of Earth. Look around you. It is all gray. In what I have seen from those RDA promotions, Pandora is beautiful. It is everything Earth once was. Please, take her with you” 

The mother pleads as she gently offers her little one to Grace. 

“Take her to Pandora”

Amber pov  

Grace Augustine. Or, auntie grace as I like to call her. Was a special woman who took care of me for a long time. I have little memories of her, but all of them are of warm comfy memories. Despite many of them taking place inside the cold metal walls of hell's gate. 

From what I heard, auntie grace was a fierce woman who was quick as a whip. Saw some vlogs of hers, she looked like that fun nerdy mom that would own a greenhouse. Auntie Grace juggled so many hats. Director of the avatar program, teacher, babysitter, mother hen, shit talker. There is a lot that I know of her, and a lot that I don't know. 

But among those things, I know deep down, she knew something that I didn't. If there was one thing that auntie grace was good at, it was keeping secrets.

Third pov 

“Is there anything you want to give her? When she is of age or something?” Grace asks. Holding the little baby in her arms, her bags packed in her car, ready to leave for pandora. 

Clare looked at her child one last time, gently stroking her little cheek. “I do, here” Clare hands grace a data box. It can hold loads of information on a small little brick. Grace accepts it. “Keep it with you. Please, dont lose it. This holds all the answers she will ask one day” Clare instructs. Grace nods, tucking the data box safely in her bra. 

“Is there a certain age where I give it to her?” she asks. Clare shakes her head. Looking down at her baby she replies, “When she releases her first breath, give it to her”. 

Grace pov 

“I am starting to think the cryo sleep did something to Amber. It has been 5 years since I started here at hell’s gate, 5 years. Yet, Amber is still the same as she was when she woke up. A baby, she should be a kid already, running around and talking. But that isn't happening. I did studies on her, trying to figure out why her lack of growth but the results are showing normal. Did the sleep cryo do something? I knew it was a bad idea. 

*Sighs* “Well far too late to turn back now. Yet, whenever I look at amber, it's like there is something. Something more to her, I just can't figure it out. She is a happy bubbly baby but it frustrates me that Amber is not growing. I swear, I am not fit to be a guardian. Much less a mother”. 

1 month later 

“Amber is going to be the death of me! Well, norm really. Something insane happened. Really, really insane. Yesterday I was feeding Amber when one of my fellow idiots walked out into the open field and did not see his mask broken. It was an emergency, I guess I forgot I was holding amber when I grabbed my mask and a spare and ran out to get that idiot. After helping him with the new mask, only then did I remember. I had a fucking baby in my arms. But Amber….she started to squirm, got out of my hold and…took a big breath or relief. Inhaling the native air. She was BREATHING pandora air! It was unbelievable! I took her back for a health scan, and she was alright! This kid keeps on surprising me”.

Amber pov 

Fire. For the longest time, fire was like a magnet to me. I couldn't keep myself away from it. Whenever I see fire, I get this urgent need to go to it. The need to put my hand in the fire. The way the flames sway in a hypnotizing way, never staying in one spot, always moving. And the warmth. I love the warmth of the fire. The warmth and comfort it brings. Yes, it can be destructive and dangerous, but it can also be calm and soothing. 

Whenever I get too close, someone always pulls me away. I understand, its for my safety. Yet I couldn't help but feel as though the fire would never harm me, call it a mary sue thought but I just knew fire is harmless. To me at least. 

But I remember it clearly. One night, after dinner, I was in my hammock, fooling my parents that I was deep asleep, when really, I was waiting for them to be deep asleep. Slowly getting out of my hammock, I waddled over to the pit where there was still some burning wood and ashes. 

I guess I let my intrusive thoughts win that night. 

Because I grabbed a big chunk of burning wood, and I ate it.

third pov 

“I haven't felt this much joy since the school got shut down. Look! Look at Amber! She is growing! Ever since she began to go outside with no mask, her development is improving massively. Now look! She is the size of a one year old” Grace praises happily as she vlogs. Giving amber so many kisses, making the little baby squeal in delight. 

“I began to make more scans on her, but this time outside. I learned that scanning her inside nothing happens. But outside, it shows so much of what is going on. The carbon dioxide is expanding her lungs and breathing capabilities. Somehow, it is also increasing her body mass. Had I known this sooner, I would have amber spend more time outside. 5 years, god damn it, it took 5 years for me to realize this. Well, better late than never” 

She concludes her vlog and turns it off. Lifting amber in her arms for better position as the little one just chews at a soft toy. “Come on, if your brain is growing, then its time to teach you na’vi. The people will love you. Hopefully”.

Amber pov 

I don't know how, and I don't know why. But after weeks of eating anything that was burning, one day I burped. But it wasn't just any burp. 

I burped out a massive ball of fire. 

Thankfully the fire didn't catch anything. But it scared me so much, I didn't eat anything on fire for weeks. Until the temptation won me over. And the more fire I consume, the bigger the fire becomes. I thought I could control it. But it's hard. Really really hard. I thought of telling my parents. But I know things will go nuts once say something like “hey mom, dad, I have been eating fire for awhile now I can breathe it but I need help!”. 

As if they would believe me. But ever since finding out what I could do, so many questions began to arise. 

Like my two siblings, I am adopted, but I was born on Earth. Kiri and spider were born here on Pandora. So I began to think what my infant time was like on earth, who were my real parents? Who did I come from? Did they breathe fire like me? Did they get rid of me knowing what I was capable of? 

So many questions. And the bad thing is, anyone who knew of anything was Auntie Grace, but she has long passed. My parents know less. And it frustrates me to no end. I want to know, I need to know. Just who, or what am I?

Third pov 

“Careful, she would most likely bite off your fingers” Grace warns. Jake sully was playing with baby amber. He just arrived a few hours ago and was already dumped as babysitter for director Grace Augustine. 

Little amber, already reaching the size of a 2 year old, was climbing all over Jake. Seeing him as some obstacle course to take over. Giggling and taking in the new stranger, her bright eyes bore deep into his. Which freaked him out a bit. 

“Hey, her eyes are kinda bright aren't they? It is almost like light is emitting from them” he points out. Grace rolls her eyes, “that's just how she is”. Moving away from her spot, she gets closer to Jake and picks up amber. “Come on, time for her daily walk, or the zoomies will kick in at night, that is something nobody wants”. 

Amber cheers that she gets to go outside and breathe in the air. Stretch her little legs and cause chaos. 

“Is there a mask for her size?” Jake asks, grace smirks. “Come, there is so much you have to follow”.

Grace pov 

“Her first breath, to this day I never knew what Clare meant by that. This little brick, the data box. I don't want to peek into it, it's not my business. Yet, I get the feeling clare oversimplified something that is most likely a complicated thing. Amber’s eyes, they are becoming more and more like her mothers. So bright, it's like there is light inside. Might be some rare beauty gene that passes in her family. Clare, that woman. I don't remember how or where we met. But that woman had the tongue of a serpent, yet she had the warmth of a blanket. No, really, the few times we hugged, Clare was warm. I remember during the cold winds that she didn't need thick sweaters or anything. Always summer clothing” 

“I miss her. I never knew who Amber's father was, then again, there wasn't a lot of time. Clare gave me amber and an hour later, we were in space. But I remember, Clare was fantastic for Dungeons and Dragons. A nerd for fantasy. But there was one thing she was OBSESSED with, and that was dragons. Clare loved dragons. Was an expert, wrote many books that had dragons as the main character. I read a few, and in those stories, the characters, it was so well written. At times, I think they were real. My personal favorite was Tong, an earth dragon who never liked to get dirty. He was a silly one. Another was Lavie, a dragon who loved the water. Those and others, the way clare wrote was so detailed. The descriptions, settings, world building. I feel guilty for not keeping one. If I did, maybe Amber would have had something from her mother. Something more than just this box” 

“I understand why Clare made the ultimate sacrifice. Here It's beautiful, it's alive. Earth is just a husk of what it once was.  Maybe Amber can make a life here. Where she can be free, she can already breathe the air. What more is stopping her?”

Jake pov 

“Grace is gone. We tried to save her by transferring her soul into her avatar body. But we were too late. Her wound was too great. She is with Eywa now. While she achieved a lot, I know that she wanted to do more. And amber, the little one has no one. For a few seconds at least. Its a dumb decision, but a guaranteed stupid choice. I'm going to keep amber, it will be weird. But we learn as we go. Neytiri was hesitant, I'm not forcing her to become a mother to a child she barely knows. I'm letting her choose that. But Amber needs someone. She has been alone for so long. Grace told me everything about her development” 

“There is still so much going on. I just pray that I can survive through it all. Live another day. Give Amber a chance to live here and be whoever the hell she wants to be. Before grace died, she gave me this box. I remember these things being promoted back on earth. Expensive little shits. Can hold so much information in one small brick. Grace told me that when Amber takes her first breath, that it was time to hand her this box. I asked her what the hell she meant by that. Grace didn't have a clue either, only repeating the words Amber's mother once said. Actually, I would like to have a chat with the birth mother. Ask her what the hell was she thinking”.

Third pov 

There was silence, but only for a few seconds when multiple blood curdling screams were heard. Jake and Neytiri knew those screams. It was of their children. Grabbing their weapons, they ran as fast as they could to find their children. But instead, the children ran to find them. Tears running down from their faces, fear painting their faces, the sense of urgency. 

“What!? What is going on?!” Jake asks his kids while also making sure they are fine. Tuk, between her coughs, answered “it's amber!! She is burning!! Amber is on fire!!”. Dread washed over the parents. Spider was quick to lead the way, pushing leaves and plants out of their way and in a clearing shows neteyam and kiri trying to put out the fire themselves. In the middle they can see the massive fire, and within it was a small body. 

Neyitir began to scream in a hysterical manner, trying to put out the fire herself but Jake pulled her away so she would not get burned. They are nowhere near a river or pond. Using massive leaves, everyone began to put out the fire, but nothing was working. Panic increased as they used anything and everything. But nothing. 

Until, the fire was ceasing. Slowly but surely the fire was being put out by itself. Scared to see a scorched body, no one wanted to look. Not even Jake. Neytiri was holding tuk in her arms, covering her eyes while also hiding in Jake’s neck, crying loudly. Then they heard a happy, cheerful voice. 

“Dada?” 

Jake pov 

“I'm starting to connect the dots. Well, Spencer is. Spencer is one of the science guys, and he is the definition of a geeky nerd. He knows so much shit about fantasy crap, I get more lost in that than actual science. But he observed amber for weeks. From her resistance to fire, her odd eyes, natural warmth, and the odd rough parts of her skin. And he colluded with his observatory. And when he told me, I laughed too hard. I never laughed so much in my life, my stomach was hurting and I couldn't breathe for a few seconds. Hell, norm and max were laughing too. Almost everyone was” 

“He did explain why, but it was just too unrealistic. I mean, yeah we live on an alien planet full of things that only appear in our dreams. But what Spencer said was more unreal. I couldn't believe it. So I pushed it aside, but it wasn't until I saw amber more. The things she does, what fire is to her, her choices and movement. Her recent rise of just collecting shiny things. I didn't want to believe Spencer, and I shouldn't. But now, he might be right” 

“Amber is a dragon”

 Amber pov 

While I am not na’vi, I do my best to live among them, like be, be them. And by living as a na’vi, there are rules and discipline they all live by. I do my best, I really really do. Yet there are things I struggle with. 

One of my struggles is my greed. 

I can get really greedy. And my mom hates that. I like to collect pretty things. Pretty flowers, stones, pretty clothing, anything that catches my attention. I hoard it all. My parents tried to level down my hoarding, yet I only doubled it. Whenever I see something pretty, I have to have it. The urge to keep it forever and ever. And it gets worse when I don't want to share. 

I hate sharing. 

You will be surprised how often I fight with my siblings. I just hate sharing things that are mine. Why can't they have their own things, why do they have to use my stuff? 

Many times I even discipline myself. Greed is often associated with humans. My dad told me how greedy the humans were, always wanting more. Told me that is how the earth was dying. Because of never ending greed. I use the given context to stop myself from getting things that I don't need, or have too much of. 

But it's so hard. It is like fighting something that is part of my natural instincts.

Jake pov

“I am starting to understand what Grace was going through. If lo’ak doesn't kill me, amber most definitely. The kids were making a little fire, and amber for some reason, literally walked into the fire. The kids panicked and tried to put it out, so we came as well. We fear the worst, we thought we lost our baby girl. But no, no no, it was a giant big ass scare. Neytiri almost passed out. Amber sat on the ashes as the fire went away. There she was, acting like nothing happened.We went to mo’at so she could check on amber, no scars, no burns, no nothing” 

“I went to seek grace in the tree of souls. Wanting some answers, but she is also just as hard to seek. Hell, I am sure grace didn't know that amber is basically immune to fire” 

“But that isn't all. Amber is the gift that keeps on giving. How do I even explain this? The fire shit happened days ago, but recently as of today, more crazy shit happened. I thought I was asleep, I thought I was still dreaming but no. In the middle of the night, tuk screamed her head off. We all woke up to see not amber on her hammock, but a fucking baby dragon”. 

Amber pov 

My name is Amber Sully, adopted child of Jake and Neytiri sully. I have 5 siblings, and I am the oldest kid. As an adopted kid, it is clear that I am not like my siblings. Not even my other adopted siblings. 

I can turn into a dragon. 

I am a dragon. 

That is as far as I know. And everyday I learn so much about myself. From learning how to control my fire, How to live as myself while also living as a na’vi, and keeping a balance as a warrior while being a big sister. My life is crazy. 

But I wouldn't trade it for anything. 

And as I search beyond my soul, I have a little box. 

My dad told me that it is mine. But I should only open it when I take my first breath. Those are words repeated from my mother. My real, biological mother. I never knew her, never met her. I barely remember auntie grace. But if the little data box is from my real mother, I like to take comfort that she put something very important for me to learn later on. 

I remember a story my dad told me. Was called “Pandora's box”. Was a story of a girl who was given a box, but was told to never open it. If she were to ever open the box, it will unleash unimaginable things. And that Pandora is to never open it. 

In a way, I relate to that story. But of course, I am not Pandora. I am Amber. And the box that I have, I can open it. But when the time is right. So, I will listen to my mother. When I take my first breath. I don't know what she means by that, so I will take it as when I am ready. 

Of course, I am still young, still carving a path. With my family to support me, whatever secrets the little box has, I will embrace it. 

However, lately, I have been scratching my back a lot. I can feel the weight of something, but it's not there. I scratch and scratch, but the odd itch doesn't go away. It is like something wants to come out of my back.

Clare pov 

Hello Amber, my name is Clare Ignis. But you can call me mom. That is right, I am your mother, your real mother. 

And if you are watching this, that means you have took your first breath. And if you noticed how you are not like the other humans. It is because you are not, my darling amber. 

You are a dragon. 

A fire dragon. 

And I am one too. I can do many things. Which you will one day, with time and proper training. There is so much I want to tell you, and I am sure you have questions. So many questions. And it is best to start out with probably the most asked question. 

Why did I send you away? 

When you were born my daughter, I had to make the hardest choice of my life. You were all I had. Your father, oh bless his soul. He wanted to meet you, he was excited to see you. It was him who named you Amber. Sruthan was his name. Sruthan Ignis. 

I wonder what you will have of him. His sense of dry humor? He odd takes of puns? Or his wisdom of lost knowledge? And I wonder what you will have of me? Hopefully not my terrible short temper. Maybe better sense of style. 

Whatever you become, I am sure you will be amazing. 

My god, I am getting side tracked. 

The reason I had grace to take you with her to Pandora, it was because you would have died. Earth is dying, color has long gone, life is crippling. I did not want to see you grow in a world where life is non-existent. 

Why didnt I go with you? I wish, but I had my own reasons. I made it my mission to take down every soul draining corporations and restore what was lost. Even if it kills me. This world amber, Earth. It was not always this dead. Life thrived like how it does in pandora. 

Where the air was clean, water was drinkable, and the animals alive and free. But human greed took it away. Greed. Us dragons are naturally greedy. We hoard things, keep it to ourselves. But human greed was just on a different level. We pale compared to those disgusting humans. Did you know at one point dragons were the bad guys and the humans were heros? Now the tables have turned. 

When I was born and growing up, our kind was dwindling, what were hundreds are now single digits. I am not sure if there are more dragons out there in the world. But like the animals, we too are dying. The environment wasn't fit for us to live in. Many died from sickness, lack of proper diet, our homes long gone. I could be the last one standing. I am not sure. 

And it is cruel. When I was born, I hoped to rule our dragons in a fair world. 

That is right. Rule. 

I should have mentioned this, but. We are dragons, but amber my child. We are of royal bloodline. That is right, you are a princess. The princess of all dragons. Fire is a hard element. And only a handful of dragons can control it, become one with the fire. And that is us, the Ignis royal family. I am queen yet, I don't feel like a queen. And for sure you don't feel like a princess either. 

Our clan had a castle, a beautiful castle. What was meant to be yours is long gone. Humans destroyed it. Along with everything else. 

So, I along with your father, we wrote books. Books about dragons. In the data box that I am using, you will have access to all of the stories we have written. It is important that I tell you, those dragons were once real. All of their stories, their names, their life. We wrote their stories so that their imprint on the ground will never vanish. And that many will remember them. 

Our books were successful. The humans loved it. Yet that is all they see. Stories. Fiction. Humanity has forgotten about us amber. They forgot that it was us who ruled the planet. 

Many parents say that they would give the world to their child. Even I would say it. And I would mean it. But what use would you have to a husk of a corpse? 

There is so much I want to tell you. Thankful, I will. Every file, every video was created by me. So that you can know who you are. Where you came from. What is your history. I hope and pray that Grace has stopped smoking because even for us dragons, smoke isn't very good for our lungs despite breathing fire. 

If she can raise you well, I have no doubts she will be a wonderful mother.That is if she chooses to find someone and have a child. I can see you being an amazing older sister. 

I love you Amber. Never think that I sent you away because I hated you. No, I love you so much. Your father loved you so much. Luckily, he made plenty of videos on his end before his….

Enough of negative thoughts. 

Feel free to explore the data box. From the stories we wrote, to the lessons we prepared for you. It has everything for you to embrace who you are. A dragon. 

So roar out your fire and let nothing extinguish it.

Aaaaaaaaaand that is all for this one! HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERONE!!! Hope this year will be epic for everyone! Until next time! see ya!

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[theskzkiddo]

Hi! I hope that it is okay that I'm back 😊

You said you did headcannons right?

If you do could you maybe do one for skz with a shy and anxious little?

It is completely up to you how it is done! Like ot8 or just a few members or whatever you feel /pos

I loved the boards!!!!!! Pink and yellow are my favorites!

-littleracha

skz + shy/anxious little headcanons <3

an: i’m sorry this took a bit! but i hope you like it! :D

1. they always have at least one of your comfort items with them when you guys go outside!

2. jisung is the best at talking you down and getting you out of your head

3. having said that! chan stumbles a bit on his words, but his are the ones that comfort you the most!

4. changbin can and will pick you up and just rock you back and forth while one of the members sing you a lullaby

5. minho has a secret book of your favorite meals/snacks/desserts! whenever he knows that you’ve had a particularly anxious day, he’ll make you something (even if he’s busy because seeing all the tension flow out of your body and the small smile on your face, makes it’s 1000000x worth it)

6. seungmin and i.n will gang up on you and tease you! you’re just so cute when you’re shy! can ya blame em? hehe

7. they have so many fidget/sensory toys! chewerly? check! pop it? check! stress ball? check! sensory slug? check!

8. if you wake up feeling not so good about the day and you’re just already lost in your head thinking about all the what ifs, they have a special routine for that! seungmin will come in to pick out your outfit, felix will get your bath/shower ready, minho and jisung will make your favorite foods, hyunjin will get a little art station set up in the living room, chan is getting your playmat and setting it up in the living room along with your favorite toys/stuffies, i.n will be getting your blanket/pillows and making you a little nap area so you don’t have to be away from them when your have to nap! and changbin will be carrying you the entire day! :3

9. sometimes slipping into your headspace is hard because! brain dumb >:(, but if your mind just won’t s t o p, jisung is to the rescue! and any other member! because while jisung is the best to help get you out of your head, any member is the best at physical comfort! just depends on who you wanna be held by!

10. felix reads you bedtime stories!!! you know the ‘twas a night before christmas read out loud they did? (IT MAKES ME FEEL S O SMALL) yeah, him and chan are the best at story reading! but! the other members tend to be silly and act everything out! hehehe

11. hyunjin loves painting with you but! since you’re just so shy he’s made a little barrier thing so you guys can’t see each others art until after you’re finished! (it helps calms your nerves a lot!)

12. i.n and chan will play peekaboo with you for hours! H O U R S, you’re just so sweet and your reactions are just t h e cutest (they love your smile)

13. whenever you guys go out to eat or anywhere really they will talk for you because they understand how daunting it can be to socialize with strangers :(((

14. they stim with you in public so you’re not the only one who’s doing it! (it helps bring the attention off of solely you and makes you feel more comfortable!)

#sfw regression #sfw little blog #age regression #sfw little post #sfw agere #fandom agere #🖍️kiddo is regressed🖍️ #stray kids agere #kidcore #🖍️kiddos headcanons🖍️ #🖍️kiddo responds🖍️ #kpop little space #kpop agere #skz agere #agere skz #agere little #agere headcanons #agere blog

[tbyfandoms]

Sweet Nothing | Austin Butler x Reader

Pairing: austin butler x singer!f!reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Summary: noticing y/n’s struggle to come up with a final song for her new album, austin offers his help which leads to a trip down memory lane and a whole lot of sweet nothing. based off the song sweet nothing by taylor swift (requested)

Warnings: mild swearing

Masterlist/Request Form | Ask/Tell/Request

A/N: I love this song and I loved writing this fic and that’s really all I have to say. thank you so much to the person who requested this. writing fics based off of taylor’s songs is one of my all time favorite things and I appreciate when people trust me enough to write a fic based off one of their favorites. it truly means the world. enjoy and lmk what you think! love ya’ll so much :) <3

“Dammit,” you mutter, groaning as you slam your hands down on the piano keys. You’ve been at this for hours and nothing, absolutely nothing, is coming to mind when you try to think of lyrics for a new song. At least nothing you can actually use.

All you need is one final song to complete your new album set to come out later this year, but you’ve been struggling immensely to come up with anything. You feel solid with everything else you’ve written thus far for the new record, but you feel like something’s missing, you just don’t know what.

For months you’ve been revisiting your feelings on past relationships and experiences that you’ve never been able to face before. This album has honestly been the most healing and eye opening experience for you. With each finished song you’ve found yourself feeling lighter or more empowered which has been such a surreal experience. For this final song you want to continue that theme of opening up and talking about things that have affected you. But you don’t want it to be heavy like some of the other songs and also don’t want it to be a fun pop-infused track like the rest of them. You want it to be that middle ground. You just wish you knew what that middle ground is.

After a few more minutes of fiddling around with the black and white keys, you hear your boyfriend of six years come in through the front door.

“Hey, baby,” he says as he spots you sitting at the piano in the exact spot he left you in hours ago. “Still working on that song?”

Sighing, you nod your head and rub at your eyes. They’re honestly starting to burn after staring at your notes of random lyrics for so long. You could use a nap right about now.

Austin walks over and places a light hand on one of your shoulders before leaning down and planting a kiss on the top of your head. The action leaves you feeling warm inside and causes a small smile to form at the corner of your mouth. Turning, you look up at him and are met with his pale blue eyes and sweet smile.

“Why don’t I help you? We can work on it together.”

Nodding your head you say, “Yeah, I’d love that.”

Looking around, you try to find something that you can pull up to the piano so Austin can have somewhere to sit. Before you can even glance halfway across the living room though, he’s picking you up by your waist and settling in behind you and placing you on his lap, pulling you back so you’re flush against his chest, his arms wrapped loosely around you.

“Austin!” You giggle, bits of your frustration and struggles already melting away with his presence. “You do realize this stool is not only small but also not that sturdy?”

The blonde hums and you can feel him shrug his shoulders. “At least if it breaks I’ll be the one to hit the ground first. I’ll soften your landin’.”

Rolling your eyes, you chuckle before reaching out for your open notebook. You unhook the pen from the page you left it clipped in and begin to tap lightly on the paper, reading over what little you have on it.

“Do you have any idea what you want this song to be about? Or are you still tryin’ to decide?”

“I guess still trying to decide. I mean you know how special this album has been for me so far.” Unwrapping Austin’s arms from around your waist, you get up and turn yourself around, settling back on your boyfriends lap once you’re face to face. “I just want to keep that feeling going. I don’t know why I’m struggling so much with this. It’s one last song, I’ve dealt with worse pressure and deadlines before I just-I don’t know, it all feels-“

Cutting yourself off, you take a deep breath, suddenly feeling a rush of emotions beginning to bubble to the surface. Maybe it’s the fact you’ve been working for hours or that all of these songs have opened up parts of you you never thought would be open again. Whatever it is, it has you on the brink of tears.

This music has been some of your most vulnerable art yet and you know that there’s a part of you that’s worried it won’t be received well or that it’ll be picked apart. There’s a reason you’ve never closed the chapter on so many of these stories before, your stories. These songs are literally about things and people that have kept you up at night and there’s something awfully scary about releasing something like that, even if you have been doing stuff like this for years. Somehow, it feels different this time.

“Hey, look at me,” Austin cups your face between his hands and tilts his head to try and catch your eyes. He can see the gleam of tears in them and his heart constricts at the sight. He hates the pressure you put on yourself and the pressure other people put on you as well. It’s something the two of you have worked on together over the years, but he knows you still struggle with it deeply, especially with things like this. “I know how important this album is to you and I have no doubt in my mind that you’re gonna figure this out. Forget what anyone else might think, this music is yours and yours alone. Hell, you know you could just throw on a five minute track of you just breathin’ and your fans would think it’s the best damn thing in the world.”

A loud laugh erupts from the back of your throat and you throw your head back, the sound carrying throughout the living room. “How is it you always know the right thing to say?” Wrapping your arms around Austin’s neck, you lean in and rub your nose lightly against his.

“It’s a natural talent, or so I’m told.” The two of you let out breathy laughs before going silent. A beat passes before Austin pulls away slightly. “I just know my girl and I know she’s gonna figure out this song and that it’s gonna be incredible. Just take a breath, sweetheart, it’s just me and you here. You don’t need to worry about all that outside pressure when you’re with me, you know that. I’ve got you.”

It’s impossible to hold back the smile that spreads across your face. Reaching up, you cup the blonde’s jaw in one of your hands and lean in, connecting your lips and quickly falling into a smooth rhythm.

Austin’s lips are soft and warm against your own. Your body practically melts into his, a content feeling coursing through your veins. These moments with your boyfriend, where it’s just the two of you, are some of your most favorite. When you’re with Austin it’s like nothing else matters besides the two of you. The outside world and all the pressure, gossip, and expectations that come with it float away. With Austin, you’re no longer Y/N Y/L/N, you’re just Y/N. In the best way possible he expects nothing from you, unlike previous boyfriends and a large part of the public, all Austin wants is to love and care for you. Honestly that’s all you could ever ask for in a partner.

Trailing your hands down the actor’s chest, you grab onto the pockets of his jacket he has yet to take off, using them to bring him impossibly closer to you. As your fingers settle into the pockets, you pull one hand out as something brushes across it.

Holding the item between two fingers, you break apart from Austin and look down at it, a joyous laugh instantly passing between your lips as you realize what it is. “Aus, no way! I can’t believe you still have this in your pocket!”

“What is it?” Shifting his head down, Austin peers at the small item pinched between your fingers. Recognition flashes across his face and he smirks while shaking his head. “I almost forgot about that! That’s crazy it’s stayed in there all this time, it’s so small, like a firefly.”

Holding it up in the sunlight, your eyes gleam at the small token. The way the sun shines across the smooth surface, it practically does resemble a firefly. To others it may seem like nothing, but to you and Austin it’s a fond memory of one of the few getaways you were able to have without being constantly followed by paparazzi. It’s nothing but a pebble, but the story that goes along with it will always warm your heart.

“Do you remember when we got this?” You ask barely above a whisper, the feelings of the memory already seeping into your mind, a sense of calm and peace settling within you.

“Of course I do. We picked it up last July when we were in Ireland. I remember we found it while playin’ I Spy and walkin’ around the coast one afternoon.” A small smile curves Austin’s lips upwards, the sound of the waves and the feeling of the sun on his skin coming back to him full force.

“It was your turn to guess what I spotted and you picked it up and were so sure that was the thing I was talking about. The smallest pebble in the world amongst a thousand other things and yet you were dead set on making me believe that’s what I saw and that you won.”

Austin’s deep chuckle fills the air as he takes the pebble from your hand. “And I did win. Fair and square and you know it, baby.” The man winks at you before reaching over and placing the pebble on the built in shelf on the wall next to the piano. Dozens of your and Austin’s accomplishments and shared memories line the shelves. It’s one of your favorite parts of the house.

As you stare at the new addition to the collection, an idea comes to mind, a little joke if you will. “I spy with my little tired eye, tiny as a firefly, a pebble that we picked up last July.”

Austin smiles and nudges his head into your neck. “Real specific,” he quips. “Do you think it misses Wicklow sometimes?”

Giggling, you nod your head. “Probably. I know I do. I’d give anything to be back in that town with you again.”

“Me too. We’ll have to go back sometime.” You hum in agreement, the thought seeming really nice.

As you look at your boyfriend and reflect back on that vacation and the thoughts you’ve had since he arrived home, words, no lyrics, start to form in your mind.

Quickly, you untangle yourself from Austin before getting up and turning back around towards the piano. You carefully sit back down on his lap, not wanting to hurt him, and pick up your notebook.

Before your pen even gets a chance to touch the paper, your phone buzzes across the piano’s music shelf.

Picking up your phone, you check to see if it’s anything important. Unfortunately it’s not, it’s merely a news notification that you could’ve sworn you turned off ages ago. Even more unfortunately, the article happens to be about you. Scoffing at the title and the clear absurdity of it all, you hold the device up for Austin to see.

“They said ‘the end is coming’,” you mumble, feeling tired of the constant speculation on not only your career but your relationship with your actor boyfriend as well.

The blonde looks at your phone and rolls his eyes at the bold print he comes across.

EXCLUSIVE! Y/N Y/L/N and the Evident End of Both Her Career and Relationship With Actor Beau Austin Butler!

“Not a chance. Everyone’s up to somethin’, you just gotta stick with what you know and trust that everythin’ will turn out okay. You’re doin’ incredible in your career right now and no matter what anyone says, I’m not goin’ anywhere. You’re it for me, Y/N, no one’s ever gonna be able to compare.”

Austin leans forward and presses a kiss to the back of your shoulder, the feeling making your heart flutter. You scrunch your shoulder up and press your cheek to it, basking in the warmth there as Austin tilts his head down towards you.

“And you wonder why I find myself running home to you every day. How could a girl ever give up a guy that treats her as good as you treat me?”

Nuzzling his nose in the crook of your neck, Austin responds, “I could say the same about you, sweetheart.”

Austin kisses your shoulder again quickly before you toss your phone to the side and pick up where you left off. For a while the only sounds audible in the house are the soft breathing of the man behind you and the rapid scribbles of your pen on paper. Despite the pressure you’re dealing with and the sudden unwarranted gossip article interruption, you feel at ease. Just like Austin said you would, you find yourself rapidly coming up with a final song, the man of the hour ironically becoming your inspiration. You should’ve known you’d end up here, there will never be enough songs to describe the love you and the actor share.

“You know what this reminds me of?” Austin mumbles softly as he leans his head on your shoulder, the vibration of his voice sending chills down your back. You hum in response, not trusting your voice. “Remember that one time we were driving home from…somewhere, I don’t know, but suddenly you just got this random idea out of nowhere and started writin’ this poem on a napkin we had in the glove box.”

“I do!” You grin. “It was called Mirrorball and when I finished writing it and showed you, you turned to me and said ‘what a mind!’. You do realize you say that to me all the time? Pretty much anytime I show you something new I write.” You giggle and sneak a glance over your shoulder, melting at the sight of Austin’s sparkling eyes and coy smile.

“Okay but I was right because you ended up turnin’ it into a genius song that’s still one of my favorites of yours to this day. Everyone loves it and yet has no idea it started as a little poem written on a random car napkin. It never fails to blow my mind how you’re able to come up with this stuff. I hope you realize how talented you are. You’re amazing, Y/N, seriously.”

“Austin!” You squeak, heat rising to your cheeks as you become shy over his words. It’s not that you don’t know you’re talented, it’s just the fact there’s someone else who constantly supports you and understands your art as much as you do. Someone who believes in you wholeheartedly and is genuinely in awe over your life’s work. To have someone be honest with you about it all and be unashamed to admit their astonishment over it is really special to you and you appreciate it a lot. “Thank you, truly.”

Your boyfriend smiles kindly at you, understanding completely how you’re feeling. Somehow he’s always able to do that; read your mind in a way, understand all the things you’re trying to say without actually saying them. You’re not sure when this started happening but whenever it was it was natural and just more of a sign to you that you’ve never had anyone quite like Austin in your life before and you know that you never will again.

“I don’t think I say it enough so I just want you to know how much I appreciate everything you do for me. I know being in this relationship hasn’t always been the easiest and who knows what the future will hold, but yet you’ve always stood by me. You don’t let the noise in and are only ever concerned with what’s happening between you and I alone, never what anyone else thinks of us. You know better than anyone that there are times I fear our relationship will crumble or that something will change and you’ll turn out like every other guy I’ve been with. And I know it won’t and I know you aren’t, I know it with my whole heart, and yet sometimes it still happens but you take it in stride.

“You never pressure me about it all or expect me to be someone I’m not. You accept me for who I am and who I’m trying to be without any questions. We’re not perfect and we have our moments, I know that, but there’s truly no one else in this world I’d rather be with. Outside, there’s an endless amount of people pushing and shoving, both metaphorically and physically sometimes, and yet as soon as I step through that front door it stops. I walk in and half the time I find you humming Elvis songs in the kitchen and it’s like nothing else matters. When I’m with you I’m just Y/N. No pressure, no expectations, nothing, and it’s…sweet. I just want you to know how much I appreciate you seeing me for me and that I love you more than you could ever imagine, Austin.”

Instantly you feel the man’s arms tighten around you, his chin settling on the top part of your shoulder as he holds you close. “I did not expect to get emotional today,” he jokes, his voice quavering, a tell tale sign he’s trying to fight back tears. “I don’t know what else to say besides I love you, Y/N, so so much. You don’t ever have to thank me for all of that but I appreciate it just as much as I appreciate you.”

Reaching a hand up, you thread your fingers in Austin’s hair, turning your head so you can lean it against his as the two of you take in this loving moment. You and Austin express your love to each other practically every day, but you can’t remember the last time it was as intense and deep as this. Your heart feels so incredibly full right now and a small part of you is grateful you were struggling with this song because without that frustration, you would’ve never had this moment with the man you love today, and that thought alone seems unbearable.

After some time passes, Austin begins to shift behind you. You watch as he reaches a hand out and grabs your notebook from the piano. He hums as he reads over what you have so far, majority of it based off things you were discussing earlier. His lips twitch happily as he gets further down the page and it’s not long before he asks, “Can you hand me that pen?”

You happily oblige him, intrigued in whatever it is he plans on doing. Austin’s quick with it, he brings the pen up to the top of the page and in an instant he’s finished. After he places the journal back on the piano you take a moment to look over what he wrote. A satisfied sigh escapes you and a smile forms on your lips as you’re met with the most perfect title and the missing words you couldn’t quite place for the refrain.

“Well, I think you just earned yourself some writing credits, Mr. Butler,” you tease, squeezing the hand still wrapped around your waist.

“I guess you’re not the only lyrical genius in this house then, are you?” Austin begins to pepper kisses all around the side of your face which causes you to erupt in a fit of giggles. You squirm against him and a thought flashes in your mind that if this keeps up, the piano bench may actually collapse. But hey, at least you’ll have someone to catch you, to soften the landing, and a part of you feels content in knowing that. Sometimes things happen and you end up getting knocked down, but it’s not so bad when you’ve got someone there to help you get back up.

Luckily, the two of you settle down and get situated. Just as you were earlier, you begin to play around with the piano keys. Based off the lyrics you have so far you feel a soft ballad would be best for this song, not too deep or intense and not too pop-infused; that perfect middle ground.

The notes you begin to play are alright, but you can tell there’s something missing. The beat isn’t quite hitting right as you think about the lyrics in your head, but before you can begin to fuss over it, Austin places one of his hands over yours.

“What if you add this in…”

The blonde’s slender fingers begin to push down on the keys along with yours and soon the space is filled with a tune you immediately fall in love with. Austin continues playing as you slip your hand out from under his and you watch adoringly as he tries to piece together the lyrics with the melody, genuine interest and enjoyment evident in his actions.

You revel in the sight before you, a visual you’ll never quite get over. This has happened before, you and Austin making music together, but each and every time it’s so special to you and you just have a feeling this one’s going to be even more-so.

Glancing at the open journal infront of you, you yet again smile at the title Austin’s written out. He captured the song, the feeling, perfectly.

There’s no other phrase you’d rather use. It all truly is a whole lot of Sweet Nothing.

#austin butler #austin butler x reader #austin butler x y/n #austin butler x you #austin butler imagine #austin butler imagines #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler fanfic #austin butler fluff #requested

[penkura]

found you! [1/3]

Summary: Twice Penguin found you. The third time you found him.

Note: It's Penguin’s birthday. Why not make this my first post, aye? Nothing really special or to warn about this one, except references to sex, that's it. Fem!reader because that's all I know how to write, sorry. They're all adults here (pretty sure they are in the canon anyway but). Shachi and Ikkaku are in an on again off again relationship because I said so. Penguin calls the Reader by petnames to cut down on using [y/n] and the like.

I don't have the next two parts written yet, but I will be working on them this next week.

Rolling over in your bed, you pull your pillow and stick your head under it, praying you can drown out the whispered shouting of Shachi and Ikkaku, though you know it’s pretty useless when those two get riled up. It's always in the middle of the night, nearly always at 1:30am, and happens at least twice a week, always in the room you share with Ikkaku. You hear her shush Shachi again, saying you’re sleeping and to keep it down, but he argues with her that she wanted privacy while they fought spoke and this was the best place considering the others still awake through the ship.

Please, please just shut up.

They don’t, still fighting about something stupid, probably Shachi flirting with some girl in front of Ikkaku, that sounds about right you realize as you pull your pillow tighter over your head.

You’d think they’d be a bit more considerate since you’ve been sick with a cold the last few days, but unlucky for you, this is one of the best places for them to fight about their non-relationship. They think they’re so slick, that no one else knows about their hook ups and quiet dates that Ikkaku swears to you aren’t dates, but everyone on the Polar Tang can see they’re both just lying to themselves. There’s been a betting pool on when the two will just commit, Law is even taking part because he’s just as sick of this as everyone else is.

For several more minutes all you hear is hushed, angry whispering, to the point you finally sit up in your bed, wrapping your blanket around you, and going to leave.

“Oh! [Y/N], I’m so—”

“Don’t be. Just don’t have sex in my bed okay? I just washed my bedding.”

Ikkaku turns bright red and she throws her pillow at the door when you close it as you leave, making you giggle just a bit. You know better than anyone how their fights end, you don’t want to come back to your room tonight at all.

Instead, you start to make your way towards your captain’s office, knowing Law is still wide awake, probably working on a plan or just revising a medical book. Having known him nearly as long as Penguin, Bepo, and Shachi, you’re not surprised when you finally get there and knock on his door, trying to push back a cough when you hear a soft ‘come in’ and open the door.

Law barely looks up at you, giving you a slight glance with a raised eyebrow while you walk over to the couch in his office.

“Can I help you?”

“Lovers spat in my room.”

He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose but not looking from his book. “Again?”

“Again.”

“How do they fight all the time but you and Penguin don’t?”

“Perks of having been together almost a decade. We know everything about each other and are too committed to screw it up at this point.”

As you lay down, pulling your blanket around you more, Law watches you before speaking again.

“That’s my napping spot, you human cat.”

“Shh,” glancing over your shoulder, you put a finger to your lips, before snuggling further into the couch, “I sleep. I’m still sick.”

“Then go find your boyfriend.”

“He’s still on night watch. He’ll come find me.”

Law doesn’t get another word in before you fall right to sleep, he rolls his eyes in response, turning back to his desk.

He knows Penguin will come find you, he just kind of wishes you’d keep your sickness to your own room or the infirmary.

+!+

Penguin does come looking for you once his night watch shift is over an hour later. He first goes by your shared room with Ikkaku, but the sounds he hears make him blush bright red before he quickly turns and goes towards the men’s bunks. If that’s going on in there, you’ve definitely left to sleep elsewhere. You’ve probably snuck into his bunk bed to get away from the non-couple on the ship, it makes his heart clench a bit at the through, you having to leave your room still under the weather and needing some peace an quiet.

Not like the men’s bunks are that much quieter, but at least there’s not active sex happening in there right now (at least, he hopes there isn’t). He’s already starting to unzip his boiler suit before he’s even fully in the men’s bunks, just wanting to crawl into bed with you and sleep finally, even though morning would be soon, he can at least get about four more hours before it’s time for breakfast.

Perfect plan, and tomorrow’s our day off~

Unfortunately, you aren’t even in his bed, causing his excitement to disappear and his shoulders to slump, before Penguin looks over to Clione and Hakugan nearby.

“Have either of you seen [Y/N]?”

Clione shrugs while Hakugan shakes his head, both responses making Penguin pout a bit while he slips off his boiler suit to just his tank top and boxers to sleep in.

“She’s not in her room?”

“No, well,” his face turns red again and the other two men are quick to realize that Shachi isn’t around and what that must mean, “I sure hope she isn’t…”

“Ugh, those two again?”

“Do they forget there’s a designated room for that?”

He shrugs, starting to prep his bed to bring you to it once he finds you, remembering the day Law awkwardly told everyone there was now a room only for extracurricular activities, and sex anywhere else wouldn’t be tolerated if it was found out. Sometimes people slipped and brought someone back to the wrong room, or Ikkaku and Shachi argued in your shared room and it escalated once they worked things out, like tonight. You and Penguin were at least smart enough to either use the designated room or, if you were docked on an island, rent a hotel room away from everyone else just for that night.

As soon as his bed is ready, Penguin takes off to find where you’ve gone for some peace and quiet. There’s very few places on the Polar Tang that aren’t bustling with people doing various things, whether playing cards, having animated discussions, or performing maintenance where needed. The current, most obvious places for you to sleep would be the designated room, Law’s office, or the nearly empty infirmary. He does make a stop by your room but continues on as he still hears sounds he doesn’t want to, moving quickly towards the infirmary first to see if you’d dragged yourself there. You hate sleeping in there unless it’s your only or last option, but even when he gets there and pokes his head in, Penguin doesn’t see you on one of the beds at all, only catching sight of Uni who you’d somehow given your cold to. Knowing you practically never go to the designated room, not without him at least, the only other place you could possibly be is Law’s office, so he starts to make his way towards the captain’s room.

You may not have known Law as long as Penguin, Shachi, and Bepo, but the two of you have become close ever since you joined. Your home life having gone from comfortable to hell, leading you to beg the small group of Pirates that landed on your island for help ended up being the best thing to happen to you. It wasn’t Law you ended up clinging to and begging for help, not even Penguin. It was Shachi who had been checking out the island with Penguin, the two teens at the time bringing you to the small group of about seven people, Law agreeing to hear your story before he offered you to join them after you’d made known you were a decent cook and seamstress. Stereotypical hobbies for a young woman, but with how your family was, it was all you could do to make money for you and your mother at the time. You’ve since learned how to fight, martial arts and a metal baton being your choice of weapons. You’d moved from being a dual chef and seamstress to being more help in the mechanical aspects of the ship, while still working on the crews clothes when needed.

While Penguin did find you attractive as soon as he met you, it was still another two years before he said anything, eventually confessing to you with your favorite flowers in hand, his face bright red which made you grin before you kissed him as a response.

You’ve been together ever since, Penguin doesn’t think he could ever be happier than he is now.

Finding Law’s office door cracked open leads Penguin to briefly knock on the doorway before stepping in, not waiting for a response from his captain and friend.

“Hey, Cap! Have you seen—”

“On the couch.” Law nods his head back towards where you’re sleeping, not bothering to look up from his book once again.

Once he sees you, Penguin smiles just a bit before thanking Law, walking over quietly and giving you a small kiss on your temple which wakes you enough to crack open an eye, the slightest smile as you realize who just woke you.

“Hey there, pretty girl, I found you,” he gives you a soft smile before starting to help you up, making you wrap your arms around his shoulders and your legs around his waist as he lifts you up, “Got kicked out of your room?”

“No…I left cause they were arguing.”

“Ahh that explains it. Let’s get you to my bed then.”

You hum as a response while Penguin grabs your blanket, you briefly looking over to Law who just watches the two of you, making you smirk.

“Told you he’d find me.”

Your captain rolls his eyes before bidding you both goodnight as Penguin starts to leave and head back to the men’s bunks, you greet your other crewmates with a slight wave once you’re there. Penguin leans forward enough for you to release him and lay on his bed, scooting towards the edge to give him space to join you once he’s laid your blanket out over you again. He joins you as soon as he’s gotten enough of the others to quiet down, letting you wrap your arms around his middle while he does the sane to your shoulders, kissing your forehead and tucking your head under his chin.

“Thanks for coming to get me.”

“Of course~” Penguin sighs contently while you bury your face in his chest, you really do just make him so happy, “I’ll always come find you.”

“Love you, Peng.”

“Love you too, sweetheart.”

You’re asleep quickly, Penguin stays awake and watches you for a few moments, while more lights are shut off in the room and a few of the other men snicker over how whipped they believe their older comrade is for you. He doesn’t pay them any mind really, he just loves you enough to take care of you however you need. For a second, he looks to his nightstand and remembers the small box he picked up a few days ago, smiling to himself at the thought of finally, finally, asking you to marry him once he talks to Law about it, but that’s for another day as he starts to drift to sleep.

Definitely gonna marry you soon.

+!+

“You’re finally going to ask her??”

Penguin nods with a shy smile while Shachi and Ikkaku both grin, her letting go of his arm to give their older crewmate a tight hug.

“That’s so wonderful, Penguin! She’s definitely going to say yes!”

“You think so…?”

“Dude,” Shachi pats his friend’s shoulder roughly, making Penguin look at him, “She’s been with you for almost ten years now, right? There’s no way she’ll say no.”

Ikkaku nods in response, still grinning brightly at the thought of you and Penguin getting married at last. She’s the one that’s heard your wishes for a small wedding with him, if he ever wanted it, you were waiting for Penguin to make the move and ask. You told her you were content just dating him, but actually tying the knot had been on your mind more recently.

“She’ll for sure say yes. She’s told me how much she wants to marry you!”

That causes Penguin to blush slightly, still smiling as he scratches at his cheek before pulling the small box in his pocket out to show your two friends the ring he’d already picked out for you. Ikkaku snatches the box and opens it, swooning a little over the simple ring he'd picked out. A thin silver band with your birthstone fixed on it, exactly what you’d told her was one of your options for a ring, Penguin must’ve spent a lot of time thinking about it since Ikkaku hadn’t told him a thing about your wants. Either that or he’d seen in a magazine or maybe even asked Law about it, considering how close you were to your captain.

“When are you going to ask her?”

“Our tenth anniversary is in a few weeks,” Penguin nods while he takes the ring box back from Ikkaku, quickly slipping it back into his pocket and checking to make sure you haven’t snuck in, “So, I’m going to ask Captain if we can dock at an island then. I’ll find a place to take her to dinner and ask her after that.”

Ikkaku nearly swoons again, instead sighing dreamily and leaning on Shachi’s shoulder.

“That’s so romantic…why aren’t you like that?”

“I’m sorry, am I your boyfriend? I thought we just friends with benefits.”

“Excuse me?!”

Penguin sighs, still with a smile, as Shachi and Ikkaku start to argue. He’s beyond thankful the two of you don’t have such issues after being together so long. If you two fought like that, there’s probably no way he’d even consider marrying you, he thinks. He loves you too much to screw around with other women, to argue with you about it too. No one else compares and he’s sure some would say he’s crazy for having settled on you at just nineteen-years-old, but he doesn’t care.

“Hey, Peng~” he’s not even a little surprised at you coming up behind him, slipping your arms around his middle and making him smile as he looks over his shoulder and down at you, “What’re they arguing about now?”

“Ah…just if they’re a couple or just friends with benefits.”

“Hmm…” You watch the other allegedly lovely couple of the Heart Pirates, before shrugging. “Would be easier if they’d just settle down with each other already, yeah? Like you and me.”

He can’t wait to finally make you his bride.

Nodding, Penguin keeps the smile on his face, setting one of his hands on yours, and realizing how excited he really is to ask you to marry him in a few weeks. How glad he is that he and Shachi found you on your home island twelve years ago, and helped you convince Law to let you join. How happy it makes him to think about his long past confession and your reciprocation of his feelings.

“Yeah. Like you and me, sweetheart.”

He can’t wait to finally make you his bride.

#one piece #penguin x reader #penguin op #op penguin #op penguin x reader #x reader #reader insert #one piece x reader #its been so long since I've posted a fanfic here #I'm scared haha #fem!reader #found you!

[hookhausenschips]

Burning Rubber

Chapter Two

F1 Masterlist

Burning Rubber Masterlist

Word Count: 3,191

Summary: the groups spend time together. Lando and Azha gain more insight on each other.

Warnings: drifting, press being savaged by Azha, reporter being sexist

previous part

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Azha’s POV

“Dude I told you quit stealing my fries, you should have ordered some,” Jelani whined as Sterling and Nova continued to steal his fries. All of us crammed into a booth in the back corner of Lilah J’s Diner. I shake my head at the three, “J, you should’ve known they would take them. It should be tradition at this point.” I say before taking another bite of my burger. “But they’re MY fries, not theirs.” He retorted. “Are you all arguing again?” A voice asked. I look and see it’s the owner, Miss Lilah, the sweetest lady in her early 50s. Real tall too, around 5’10-5’11. Could’ve sworn she could be a model or had been back in her day. “You know how they are Miss Lilah, they can’t go anywhere without bickering,” Seriyah told her. “Miss Lilah, did you do something different today?” Nova asked with a mouth full of fries. I took a closer look and seen that Miss Lilah had taken her braids out and had passion twists, about waist length. “Nothing too special baby, I had a date and got my hair done.” Miss Lilah said. We all gasped. “Miss Lilah, who is he?” “Where is he from?” “Is he rich?” All rang out. She laughed. “Now just because I think of you all as my kids doesn’t mean you have to act like protective children.” She teased before sitting down and telling us all about her date.

Next Day

Waking up to my alarm blaring I roll over in my bed to shut it off. Once doing so I look at my phone to see the time ‘5:47 am’. I am definitely going to need a nap before the drift today. I’m not sure what time we all had left the diner and made it back to the hotel, but I’m sure I had probably only got 3-4 hours of sleep. Sighing I get up and head to the bathroom to shower to at least try to wake my body up. Turning the shower off I wrap myself in a towel and step out. After drying off I grab my robe and walk back into the room to grab my outfit and makeup bag. As I beat my face I contemplated how I should wear my braids while they’re down.

My phone started to ring before I could think more about it. I seen it was a FaceTime from my manager Erica. I answered and propped my phone against the mirror then continued to finish my makeup. “Good morning Erica to what do I owe the pleasure?” I asked. “Ah good you are awake. Did you have fun last night?” She questioned. Erica did know that I have a taste for street racing and the street life at night. I’m thankful she has never tried to separate me from it. She’s actually the one who told me to have two Instagram accounts to keep the two lives separate, making me feel like a spy. “It was fun actually. I won of course. I do need to buy a new ski mask, I’m not sure how many people had taken pictures of me. Thankfully there weren’t many fans of the drift there. Not like the media cares to check their accounts.” I answered. She nodded, “Well you can debrief me when you’re here. You have media at 8:30 so hurry up.” She said but before she could hang up, “Hey Erica hang on! Do we have any passes laying around for today?” I asked. “Uh I think so? How many do you need besides your group coming?” She asked. “I need 8 more pleaseee.” I smiled at her. She rolled her eyes jokingly, “I’ll see what I can do. Send me their names on your way here.” “Thank you so much, love you.” I said. “Yeah yeah love you too.” She hung up.

Finished with my face, I pick up my outfit and started getting dressed. Pinning some of my braids back I tie my durag and walk back into my room. ‘Where the hell is my bag’ I ask myself. Looking around I spot it on the dresser by the tv. Grabbing my essentials, placing my pass around my neck, then grabbing my keys and phone I set off for the track after checking the time. ‘6:38am’.

Pulling into the parking lot I see many fans waiting outside ready for today. Spotting my car I could hear their screams become louder. Before getting out I texted Erica the Quadrant’s names as well as Max’s girlfriend’s name. I did my research last night while at the diner, watching some of their videos with my crew. I exit my car, lock it, and start walking to the entrance drivers and their guests use to avoid the crowd and press. Walking in I'm met with my manager and my press officer, Kiara. “Okay, so we’re just going to go over some of the questions I’ve seen that the press might ask. You know the drill, play nice but be blunt as always if you have to. Try to keep them on the race please.” Kiara spoke as we walked to my driver’s room in the paddock. I nodded, “I’ll play nice as long as they don’t bring up the fact that I’m a female driver dominating in a mostly male sport.” We continued talking when my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was the group chat with the crew.

“Hey Erica, can you meet the crew at the 2nd entrance? They’re waiting for the other group to show up and I don’t think any of them can get in that entrance without the passes.” I ask. She nodded and set off to get them. “Okay, this shouldn’t take that long. Just remember your training please.” Kiara said as we walked into the media room. Some of the drivers already seated. “Let’s get this over with.” I sigh.

Halfway through

“Now Azha, you are one more win from gaining another championship under your belt, do you think you could do that today?” A reporter asked. I sat up in my seat, “I’m sure there is a fair chance of winning today, I can only let my car and skills speak for themselves. There’s many great drivers this year but it does feel good to be at the top.” I spoke. She nodded and directed her next question to another driver. “Do you feel the guys are just taking it easy on you? Yes, your performance is great but there are guys sitting next to you that have better capabilities don’t you think? And I’m not sure that is how a champion is supposed to dress?” The same reporter who has been hounding me spoke. I smiled, “I’m not sure what you mean by ‘how a champion should dress’.” Before continuing I stood up and walked around the table to lean against the front. “I happen to think I look amazing today. Got some inspiration from the late 90s/early 2000s black community. Now what makes me not capable of being a champion? Is it my tits or because I’m not slinging in my pants because I can go buy one down the road if you would like? Would you like a replay of my past seasons? Because someone with fewer capabilities than a man should not have as many championships and podiums as I do right? No one is taking it easy on anyone. I would like to see you do what we do every day and practice day in and day out then ask that disgrace of a question again. Buddy if you’re just mad that a female with bigger balls than you is beating your favorite driver, take it up with them and their team. Not me. Next question please.” I finish tearing into him and smile at his face turning red with anger and the shocked look on everyone’s faces.

Walking back to my driver’s room listening to Kiara try to punish me for my words. “Kiara, you can’t expect me to sit there and take the disrespect from that guy. He’s lucky the crew wasn’t in there this time. If they want to fine me then so be it. I’ll pay for it. Can I please go get ready for some practice and a nap?” I interrupt her. She sighed and nodded before heading off I’m sure to go meet with the PR team. Opening the door to my room I’m met with voices not yet noticing I’m here. “No, that guy is always so disrespectful towards her,” Sariyah said. “Why do they still allow him around?” Niran asked. “Because any publicity even bad, is good press and story for them to make a quick buck,” I said. They all turn towards me, I smile lightly. “Glad you guys could make it. Sorry for that shit show.” I say. “No don’t apologize. That geezer should be the one apologizing.” Max said. “You read him to filth. I honestly think you and Max Verstappen might have to compete for reading the media.” Ria said. “Who?” I asked. The Quadrant group all looked at each other. “What time do you have practice?” Sterling asked. I walked and sat on my massage table, “Around 2:30. I’m either going to chug a bunch of energy drinks or take a nap.” I answered. “Well after the race we were thinking, let’s take the quad group and show 'em the ropes,” Nova said. I lifted an eyebrow, “The country track?” I asked. She nodded, “Works for me. Did you guys Uber here?” I look to the group. They shook their heads, “We drove the suburban here.” Steve answered. I nodded but before answering a knock was heard.

“Come in!” I yelled. One of my engineers stuck their head inside, “Hey Azha, the team wants to start briefing here in 30 minutes. Something with showing a celebrity around or whatever.” He spoke. I sighed and nodded, “Okay I’ll be out there soon. Thank you.” He nodded and left. “Well, time to get to business. You guys are welcome to watch in the garage for this and the race if you’d like. They can show you guys where the kitchen is if you’re hungry.” I say while hopping off the table and walking towards the closet to grab my fireproofs and suit. After getting dressed I headed to the garage.

After briefing before the race

I walked back to my driver's room to check on the group. Stepping in I saw them all watching the TV that was playing the pre-race show. I gestured for them to follow me. We rounded the corner and they all spotted part of the Fast & Furious cast. “Holy shit.” I heard Sariyah say. I turn back towards the group, “Okay I have to go and talk with my team. You guys can stay here or head upstairs above the garage to get a better view if you’d like. Your passes will let you up there.” I said. They all nodded and I did my handshake with Jelani that I do before every race then walked to my car.

End of Race

Crossing the line I hear in my headset, “Azha you are a world champion once again!!!” I hear my race engineer, Bailey yell. “Fuck yes!!! Great job everyone. I couldn’t and wouldn’t have been here without all of you. This one is for the team.” I say. “Fantastic drive Azha. Celebration is in order soon. Let’s continue these results for the rest of the season. Have a great break.” Mark said. “Thanks, Mark,” I say and pull into the paddock parking my car in its designated place. I get out and climb to stand on the roof, throwing my hands in the air. I could hear the fans cheering and my team as well. Hopping down I jogged to the barricades and jumped into the arms of my team, hugging them all. Then I was escorted to the room for podium. Adrenaline and excitement soared through my veins as we popped our champagne and sprayed each other. Then my team came and lifted me in the air as I held my trophies.

After the celebrations, pictures, and press

I finished showering and changed back into my outfit. Thankfully my makeup was still intact, I didn’t feel like redoing it. Walking out of my driver’s room with the trophies and my bag I met the group at the back entrance. “Do you mind if we stop at our hotel? We were wondering if we could make a video with you guys?” Lando asked. I nodded, “No yeah of course. We can talk about it there. Lead the way.” I agreed and we all walked to the parking lot. Letting the quadrant group drive ahead thankfully it wasn’t a long drive to their hotel. “We can wait here for you guys,” Sariyah said as we leaned against our cars. The group nodded and headed inside to grab their gear. I decided to go through social media as we waited. “Azha, the gist of the video is teaching them how to drift and stuff. There’s no meet tonight but they wanted to a video about street racing too.” Nova informed me. “Did they get footage from earlier?” I asked, and she nodded. “More like a vlog kinda.” She said. I spotted the group walking out with several cases. “Jelani you have the video drone right?” I asked him. “Yeah, I said they could use it.” He answered. I nodded and we were ready to set off for the track.

Once arriving we all got right to work on the video. We were just doing some challenges and maybe some showing off for the camera. For some of the challenges we were in teams; Jamari & Ria, Sterling & Niran, Aarav & Nova, Sariyah & Steve, Jelani & Max, and then me & Lando. Ethan decided to be our “referee and timekeeper”.

As the others were doing their shots for the video, Lando sat in my passenger seat to show him how to drift, kind of. “Okay now thankfully I brought the manual car, I think they’re easier but now that you’ve got the controls down. We’ll see your driving.” I said. He nodded, “How long have you been doing this?” He asked. I turned my body in my seat and looked at him, “Which part? The professional drifting, street racing, or just racing and drifting in general?” I questioned. “All of it.” He said. “I started racing when I could finally reach the pedals. Granted it’s illegal all the way around but back then even more so because I didn’t have a license. Drifting just came naturally from doing donuts in parking lots. I started doing it professionally my junior year but didn’t really get started until before I graduated high school in 2019.” I explained before continuing. “I’ve always loved cars though. Watching my dad, uncles, or brothers in the shop, I was always around them. Speed too. We would visit family down south and we would ride dirt bikes or quads. Race them around town or their yards.” I smiled reminiscing on the memories.

“Wow, so you’ve practically done this all your life,” Lando said. I nodded, “How long have you all known each other?” I asked gesturing to the group outside reviewing footage. “I’ve known them quite a while. Max and I raced against each other for a while.” Lando said and continued explaining the back story of his friendship with the group. “What about you? How long have you known your group?” He questioned. “I’ve known the girls since we were practically in diapers. We were neighbors so we grew up together in southern California. We met the guys in high school. I would say they’re the ones who got us into the scene but I had been exposed already thanks to my older brothers. But I really got involved once we all became a group.” I tell him. “Have you guys ever dated?” He asked. I giggle, “Sariyah and Jelani are together. Have been since high school. Jamari has a girlfriend back home. Sterling is engaged. While Nova and I are single.” I say. “What about your group?” I question. He nodded at my answer, “No. Although many people think differently. Ria is taken. So are Max, Steve, Aarav, and Niran. Ethan and I are the single lads.” He answered. I nodded but before I could answer we were called over to start the challenges.

Watching the others do the challenges, I stand aside with Sariyah as we discuss some things about our cars. She nudged me slightly smirking, “You and Lando looked quite comfy in your car earlier.” She said. I shook my head while looking at said man laughing at something Sterling said. “We were just getting to know each other. I told him more about us as a group and he told me stuff about them. That’s all.” I said. “He’s not a bad-looking guy, what do you think?” She questioned. “Riyah, I’m not looking for anything right now. A hookup or a relationship. Get out of that matchmaking mindset.” I whispered before being called for my and Lando’s turn.

“Alright everyone so we have a tie. Jamari/Ria and Lando/Azha. They are deemed the winners. Stay tuned for our second video to see if there is a tiebreaker. As well as something completely new for Quadrant. Make sure to like, subscribe, and comment. We love you guys and see you soon!” Ethan spoke. We all waved at the camera saying goodbye. Ending the filming Niran said it would probably be a day or two before the final video is out.

I walked to my car when I heard someone jogging up behind me, “Hey! Running off so soon?” I heard Lando ask. I smiled, “Just wanted to race around a bit. Wanna take a ride?” I ask gesturing to the car. He grinned, “Thought you’d never ask.” He said hopping in. I shake my head and climb in. While starting the car and buckling in I look at him, “You’re not the type to scream their head off at speed and the potential of wrecking are you?” I ask. “You want me to be?” He teased. “Just hold on Norris,” I said and took off down the asphalt. Once returning to where everyone was parked, “That was thrilling.” Lando spoke. I smile, “So you agree I’m great at my job?” I question. He chuckled, “I’m not sure, maybe I’ll need to come to more races or see you street race to know that.” He replied. I snagged his unlocked phone out of his hand. I went to his contacts and added my number before taking a selfie and adding it. I then saved it and handed him his phone, “There, now if you want a personal ride again or someone to take you to the underground you can call me next time you’re in town. Or if you just want to see my beautiful face again as well.” I winked and got out of the car.

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Touring & Pregnancy Tests

Summary- Towards the end of the Come Home The Kids Miss You tour, you and Jack find out you're pregnant with baby number 3.

Word Count- 2.3k

A/N- it won’t let me add a picture and be on the tags so just ignore my not normal formatting 😂

Jack had 2 weeks of tour left and you couldn’t be more excited to go home. Usually, the end of tour was exciting and a celebration that everything everyone involved worked so hard for was officially coming to an end. That sometimes made it sad too, because it was coming to an end, this time for the past week you had become extremely nauseous and exhausted, falling asleep almost every chance you got, though being on tour with two young children that opportunity was rare. Jack had been extremely worried about you, which caused everyone else to be worried about you.

Jack was currently doing his soundcheck for the night and you were in his dressing room with Paisley and Olive who were laying with you on the couch watching a show on their iPad. You didn’t let them have a lot of screentime, but when Jack was on tour and they couldn’t bring all their toys, you let them have more. Plus, you would use it in special circumstances, and this was one of those times.

“Come in.” You called out as you heard a knock on the door. Neelam opened the door and walked inside. 

“How are you feeling?” She asked you and you sighed softly.

“Like shit.” You said, luckily the girls were too distracted by their own conversation and tv show to notice you curse. “Did Jack have you come check on me?” You asked and Neelam laughed softly. Whenever Jack couldn’t be by your side, he made sure to send people to check on you.

“I’m sorry.” Neelam apologized. “And yeah, he did, he’s worried about you. We all are.” Neelam told you. 

“I’ll be fine, I’m sure being all this traveling isn’t helping.” You said and she nodded. 

“Paisley, Olive, do you want to come with me to watch your Dad?” Neelam asked them, getting their attention, they nodded excitedly, putting their iPad to the side, and running over to Neelam.

“Thank you.” You smiled softly at her as she took both girl’s hands.

“No problem, I love having Paisley and Olive time.” Neelam said, smiling at you before she led the girls to the side of the stage. Luckily for you and Jack, everyone on his team loved the girls and would watch them whenever you needed.

You were left alone for about 30 minutes, you wanted to take a nap, but you were too nauseous to sleep, plus a dressing room couch wasn’t the comfiest place to nap. Urban knocked on the door, waiting for you to tell him to come in before he opened the door.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” Urban asked, walking over to the couch and sitting down next to you. 

“I’m assuming Jack sent you too?” You joked. “Same as the past week.” You told him.

“What, I can’t care about my friend?” Urban teased. “But yes, he did.” Urban said and you both laughed softly. 

“Can you go get me a pregnancy test?” You asked Urban. Before tour, you and Jack had been talking about having another baby and even started trying for a baby, but once tour had started and you got busy it was harder to focus on trying for a baby. It was still something you and Jack wanted though.

“I would but I feel like shit, and I don’t want to make Jack go get one before his show.” You added and Urban nodded.

“Yeah, I can. Though, maybe I should buy you condoms too since this is the second time, I’ve had to buy you a pregnancy test.” Urban teased, he loved Paisley and Olive, and he even teased you and Jack about having a third kid before you and Jack brought it up to each other in a serious manner, but he wouldn’t be your best friend if he didn’t tease you, even if he might have wanted you to have another kid almost as much as you and Jack did.

“Okay, that was one time. We both know if my parents knew I was buying a pregnancy test at 17 they would have never let me move to Atlanta with you two at 18.” You said and Urban laughed softly.

“Who said I wanted you to come with us.” Urban teased again.

“Oh, shut up.” You laughed, pushing his shoulder lightly. “I didn’t even think I was pregnant the first time, I just missed a birth control pill and wanted to be sure, and Jack didn’t want his parents finding out either.” 

“I know, you told me all that when you both called me in a panic.” Urban joked. “But yes, I’ll go get you a pregnancy test, I just have to give you shit first.”

“I’d be concerned if you didn’t.” You laughed. “That’s why you’re my best friend.”

“I’ll be back, do you want anything else while I’m gone?” Urban asked and you thought for a second.

“Can you please bring me hot Cheetos and peanut butter?” You asked.

“I don’t even think I need to get a pregnancy test after those requests.” Urban teased. 

“You’ve ate weirder things without being pregnant, plus I never said I was going to combine them.” You said.

“You’ve had some weird pregnancy cravings, it wouldn’t surprise me.” 

“We don’t even know if I’m pregnant, and we won’t if you don’t leave to go get a pregnancy test.” You said and Urban held his hands up.

“Okay, okay, I’m going.” Urban said, both of you laughing before he walked out of the room, leaving you alone again. 

You were able to take a short 20-minute nap before you woke up to Jack opening the door quietly.

“Did I wake you up?” Jack asked quietly, closing the door behind him.

“Yeah, it’s okay though. Where are the girls?” You asked.

“With Neelam still, she took them to go get snacks.” Jack told you and you nodded.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go back to the hotel? Paise and Liv can stay with me, I’m sure someone will watch them during the show.” Jack said as you sat up so Jack could sit on the couch. 

“I’m sure, I can make it a couple more hours.” You said and Jack nodded softly, laying on the couch before holding his arms out, signaling for you to lay with him, so you did, laying on his chest as he wrapped his arms around you.

“As soon as the shows over we can go back to the hotel. Have you eaten anything yet?” Jack asked, knowing you had been throwing up all morning.

“I ate breakfast.” You told him. “Urban’s bringing me hot Cheetos and peanut butter. I also asked him to bring a pregnancy test.” You said.

“Wait, do you think you might be pregnant?” Jack asked excitedly. 

“I don’t know, it’s a possibility, I mean I’ve been nauseous, exhausted, craving things.” You shrugged. “I don’t want to get our hopes up, but I could be.” You said and Jack smiled at you, kissing the top of your head.

“I could have gone and gotten the pregnancy test for you.” Jack told you, playing with the ends of your hair. 

“I know you could have, but you have a show to focus on, and after your show’s over, some stores will be closed and the girls need to go to bed, so I’d rather just get it now that way I can take it tonight.” You explained and Jack nodded. 

“Do you want to go back to sleep?” Jack asked and you nodded slightly.

“Just for a little bit.” You said and Jack nodded, rubbing your back softly.

“Sleep as long as you need to. I’ll be here.” Jack told you, kissing the top of your head again before you buried your head into his neck.

You fell back asleep, Jack pulling a random blanket over the two of you. Urban came into the room shortly after you fell asleep, dropping off a bag with your peanut butter, hot Cheetos, and a couple pregnancy tests. Jack ended up falling asleep after Urban had dropped everything off, the tiredness from preforming almost every night catching up to him. 

You had both woken up by the time Urban was bringing the girls into the room.

“You have to be quiet, I think your mom is still asleep.” Urban told them and they nodded before walking into the room, but they were still kids and as soon as they walked into the room, they forgot to be quiet. Urban tried to remind them to be quiet before he saw you both awake.

“It’s okay.” You told him and he nodded. Olive walked over to you and Jack, climbing on the couch with you.

“Mommy still doesn’t feel good?” Olive asked and you shook your head.

“No, I still feel sick.” You told her and she pouted.

“I give cuddles, so you feel better?” Olive asked, knowing when she didn’t feel good, you and Jack cuddled her until she felt better. 

“Of course, Liv.” You smiled softly at her as she cuddled with you.

“I want to join!” Paisley said, running over to the couch to join.

The four of you cuddled for a little while before Jack had to finish getting ready for his show. Once Jack finished his performance, you, Paisley, and Olive had watched from your designated spot on the side of the stage, you were on your way back to the hotel. 

You put the girls to bed, you had managed to get an adjoining room, so they had their own room, but you left the door that connected to your and Jack’s room open. 

“Do you think I should take one now or wait until the morning?” You asked Jack, taking one of the pregnancy tests out of the bag you had put on the table when you walked in. 

“Take one now, you can always take one tomorrow if you need to.” Jack suggested and you nodded. You grabbed one of the boxes, reading the instructions before you took the test, setting it on the counter and starting a timer on your phone. You walked out of the bathroom, sitting down next to Jack.

“Well, in 5 minutes we’ll know if we’re having another baby.” You said, smiling softly as Jack wrapped his arms around you and pulled you down to lay next to him.

“Do you think you are pregnant?” Jack asked, his hand already resting on your stomach.

“It’s a possibility but obviously I don’t know for sure, what do you think?” You asked Jack, tilting your head up to look at him.

“I hope so.” Jack smiled at you, kissing you softly. “You know, when we were teenagers, I never thought this would be how we spent tours, putting our children to bed after shows and taking pregnancy tests.” Jack said, laughing softly. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Jack reassured you. 

“Really?” You asked Jack. “You don’t wish you got the normal tour experience you talked about before we had Paisley? The going out, parting with your friends, any of that?” Jack shook his head, his thumb rubbing your stomach gently.

“No, never. I’d much rather be raising our family with you.” Jack said. “I have the perfect life, I get to have a family with you and raise our girls, and I get to make music and perform shows. Both are something I wanted, but I never thought I would have at the same time. I wouldn’t ever change a thing.” Jack said and your eyes started watering.

“You’re going to make me cry.” You said, burying your face into Jack’s chest, Jack kissed your head and moved you, so you were laying on top of him.  

“I love you.” Jack said, moving his hand to underneath your chin to tilt your head up, kissing you before he wiped the tears from underneath your eyes. 

“I love you too, so much.” You said, kissing Jack once more before the timer on your phone went off. “Ready to go see if we’re having another baby?” You asked, you couldn’t help but let yourself get excited. 

“Yeah, let’s go see if we’re going to be outnumbered soon.” Jack joked as you stood up, walking to the bathroom, him following right behind you.

“We have Urban, we’re already outnumbered.” You joked and Jack laughed.

“True, we have always said he was our first child.” Jack said and you laughed. 

“Do you want to look or should I?” You asked as Jack leaned against the counter.

“We can look together?” He suggested and you nodded, moving the test so you could both see it. You took a deep breath as Jack wrapped an arm around your waist. Jack kissed the top of your shoulder before you flipped over the test.

Both of your eyes immediately went to the POSITIVE on the test. 

“It’s positive.” Jack said, immediately smiling. You could hear the happiness in his voice.

“We’re having another baby.” You smiled, setting the pregnancy test down, Jack pulling you into a hug, wrapping his arms around your waist, pressing random kisses to your face, making you giggle. Jack laughed softly before kissing your lips.

“I love you, I can’t wait to be parents with you again.” Jack said, gently lifting you off the ground and turning so he could place you on the counter.

“I’m going to be honest, wasn’t sure it was going to be positive, but I’m so excited that it is.” You said. “I love you too.” You kissed Jack before both of you looked at the test again, almost to double check that it was still positive. Jack leaned down, pulling your shirt up slightly. 

“We are so excited to meet you.” Jack said before kissing your stomach even though there wasn’t a bump yet.

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